Chapter 1008


    At this moment, however, Toby had let rage ovee his reason. All he knew was that not only had


    the old man in his hand caused the death of his mother, but he was now offering to trade the stuff she


    had left behind for the life of his illegitimate daughter. There was no way he could keep calm, so he


    grasped Connor''s throat in a vice-like grip that he gradually tightened.


    Soon after that, Connor felt that he couldn''t breathe; his face turned from crimson to purple and was


    streaming with tears and snot. His eyes rolled up uncontrobly, and all the veins in his temples


    protruded as if they would burst simultaneously in the next second. In short, he felt terrible at this very


    moment. He couldn''t breathe, and his strength was gradually melting away. At first, he had been


    struggling desperately to prise Toby''s hand in a panic, but he slowed down as his strength melted.


    He knew that Toby was in the mood to kill and wanted to take his life. He could even feel his death


    approaching at this very moment. No, no way! I can''t die! I mustn''t die now that my wishes haven''t


    been fulfilled! At the thought of this, he suddenly had a will to survive. At this moment, some strength


    returned to his originally powerless hands. Struggling vigorously, he began pping Toby''s hand while


    iling his legs continuously.


    However, these were merely hopeless efforts for Toby. To him, Connor''s struggles were just thest-


    ditch struggle of a nobody, which would only enrage him even further without doing him any harm.


    Consequently, he tightened his grasp on Connor''s throat once again.


    Connor looked even more ghastly and pained. His vision began to blur, and he felt like Toby was about


    to break his neck; he could even hear the sound of his bones breaking. Am I really gonna die here? No,


    I can''t ept this! Still, however unwilling he was to die at this moment, he no longer had the strength


    to struggle or fight back. What he had done just now was already hisst struggle.


    As such, instead of struggling to prise Toby''s hand, he suddenly let go of it and let his hands fall to his


    sides.


    Still, Toby had no intention of letting Connor off. With a cruel expression, he continued to tighten his


    grip. At this moment, there was only a voice in his mind telling him to choke thetter to death. As long


    as he did so, the deaths of his parents would be avenged, and his grandmother''s longtime wish would


    come true. The more he thought about this, the more bloodshot his eyes became, and his grip


    tightened more and more.


    As he continued to tighten his grip, Connor''s eyelids began to droop, and his head began to tilt to the


    side as if he was about to die.


    Upon seeing this, Tom knew that the situation had to stop. Hurriedly, he put his hand on Toby''s wrist


    and said loudly, "Stop it. President Fuller! Connor is dying! I know how you feel, but we can''t kill him


    like this right now. Don''t forget about thete Old Master Fuller''s meritorious exploits! It''s not worth it to


    use them to cancel out the consequences of killing this guy."


    When Toby heard this, his pupils shrank slightly for an instant. At this moment, his originally stony face


    showed a hint of warmth, which only appeared when he heard Tom mention his grandfather. Thanks to


    the bit of warmth, he gradually returned to his senses. Seeing how he had almost choked Connor to


    death, he closed his eyes hard, suppressing all the murderous desires within him. Then, he uncurled


    his fingers and released his grip on Connor''s throat.


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    Connor fell to the ground with a loud thud. His eyes wide open, he stared fixedly at the ceiling,


    clutching his terribly painful throat with both hands while greedily gasping for air with his mouth agape.


    This was his first time being so close to death. So is death such a horrifying thing? Recalling how Toby


    had nearly choked him to death just now, he instantly turned as white as a sheet with irrepressible


    terror showing in his eyes.


    Seeing how Toby had listened to him and let go of Connor, Tom immediately heaved a sigh of relief.


    "Phew..." He took a handkerchief out of his pocket and handed it to Toby. "Please wipe your hands,


    President Fuller."


    Toby darted a look at Tom before taking the handkerchief from him. Then, as he wiped his hands clean,


    he lifted one foot and stepped on Connor''s chest with all his might. "Connor, I seriously wonder if you


    ever loved my mother."


    Enduring the severe pain in his throat and on his chest, Connor slowly moved his eyes to meet Toby''s


    frosty and condescending gaze. He replied in a weak and unpleasantly hoarse voice, "Of course I love


    her."


    "Do you think I''ll believe it?" Toby let out a sneer. "If you had loved her, you wouldn''t have hidden your


    rtionship with her from everyone else without openly acknowledging her identity. If you had loved


    her, you wouldn''t have watched her get married without trying to stop it or even fighting for her. You


    wouldn''t have kept in touch with her, strung her along, and made thatughable promise without


    honoring it after she got married, nor would you have had an illegitimate daughter, for whom you


    offered to trade her possessions. So, Connor, given your actions, what gives you the right to say that


    you love her? Which part of your behavior represents your love for her? You were merely teasing her,


    manipting her, and humiliating her!" he said. Then, overwhelmed with rage once again, he lifted his


    foot and stepped hard on Connor.


    Crack! A sharp, loud sound of bones breaking sounded, apanied by Connor''s shrill cries of pain.


    "Hiss..." Upon hearing this, Tom let out a gasp of horror. President Fuller has definitely broken at least


    two of Connor''s ribs with his foot! Seeing Connor''s pained expression and bulging eyes, he clicked his


    tongue twice. However, he had no sympathy for Connor. He totally deserves this, he thought.


    Toby moved his foot away and let go of Connor before taking a step back to distance himself from the


    latter. Seeing how Connor writhed on the floor in agony, he said through his thin lips in a mercilessly


    cold voice, "Bear in mind that this isn''t gonna cancel out everything you did—only your life will do."


    Then, he said to Tom, "Let''s go." With that, he turned around and headed toward the suite''s door,


    ignoring Connor, who was lying on the floor like a dead dog.


    Tom gave Connor a scornful look before catching up with Toby. However, as soon as he took a step


    forward, Connor grabbed his ankle.


    As a result, he was forced to stop. Looking down at Connor, who was in so much pain that he wished


    he were dead, he said with a frown, "Mr. Salzburg, don''t tell me you''re grabbing me because you want


    me to call an ambnce for you?"


    Trembling all over, Connor gasped violently in pain as beads of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.


    He said in a feeble voice, "I-I want you to tell him to think about whether to agree to the exchange... If


    he decides not to. I''ll dispose of the stuff his mother left behind myself. You two had better not regret it."


    "You..." Tom''s face darkened. "How dare you threaten President Fuller even now?"


    Instead of answering him, Connor smiled a creepy smile, revealing his bloodied teeth.


    At the sight of the scene, Tom instantly got goosebumps. After staring at Connor for a while, he yanked


    his ankle out of Connor''s grasp. Then, he turned around and quickly trotted after Toby.