Chapter 892: Fair Competition? Ha!


    Within a couple of seconds, two burly bodyguards dragged Kieran to Collin.


    Kieran was surprised and terrified. His body tensed up and asked cautiously, “What do you want?”


    Collin looked at him mischievously and teased, “I have no interest in you. The person who wants to


    deal with you is Stanford.”


    Stanford would love to chop Kieran into a thousand pieces. Kieran started to tremble in fear.


    He had been at loggerheads with Stanford because of Phoebe. It could be said that they were


    competing for Phoebe’s affections. Now he was done for as Stanford had the upper hand.


    Kieran panicked and looked around desperately for a means to escape. He thought of something


    and quickly said, “Is that Stanford so useless to have to depend on you to capture me? He always


    hides behind Ernest and now didn’t even dare toe to the Harris residence! In short, he is a


    coward! I want a fair fight!”


    On hearing this, Collin was amused and raised his eyebrows. That was the first time he heard


    anyone saying that about Stanford. Coward? How dare anyone use this word on Stanford?


    This would be interesting. He was wondering if he should allow Kieran to continue his rant and


    record it for Stanford to watch. At this moment, he heard the car door open.


    A long leg could be seen stepping out of the car. It was Stanford.


    He looks unnaturally pale but his stare was piercing. He was covered with an air that made people


    chill. He pursed his lips and walked slowly towards Kieran.


    Kieran did not know that Stanford was in the car, who exited the car right when Kieran was insulting


    him. Stanford must have heard his rant.


    Kieran hoped that he had held his tongue. He only attempted to cause some diversion so that he


    could escape but now it had woefully backfired.


    Stanford was already upset with him. Now he had added fuel to the fire. He was sure Stanford


    would deal with him without mercy.


    “Stan… Stanford, why, why are you here? Don’te over. What do you want?” Kieran tensed up


    and tried to back away but the bodyguards held onto him tightly. He could only hold his breath as


    Stanford got closer to him.


    Stanford reeked of alcohol and looked menacing as he said, “You’ve tested my patience for thest


    time.” Stanford emphasized every word.


    He suddenly kicked Kieran’s knee and the sound of bones cracking could be heard. Kieran


    immediately squealed and copsed on the ground. His face turned pale and his forehead started to


    sweat profusely as he winced in pain, “Argh… argh!”


    His knee had been ruthlessly broken by Stanford. Kieran now feared that Stanford would slowly


    torture him to death.


    Kieran endured the pain and quickly begged, “Stanford, I’ve offended you by going after Phoebe.


    But this is fairpetition between men. Aren’t you being unscrupulous to exact revenge against


    me?”


    Stanford kicked Kieran’s body and Kieran fell over. The bodyguards released him and he rolled onto


    the ground. His chest caved in and fresh blood flowed from his mouth. He was in intense pain and


    felt his life seeping out of him from that kick.


    Before he could consolidate himself, he watched in terror as Stanford walked ferociously towards


    him.


    “This is the consequence for anyone who dared to covet my woman!” He dered.


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    He then stomped heavily on Kieran. There were sounds like cracking eggshells.


    “Argh!!” Kieran yelled in pain and then his eyes rolled over. He was barely conscious at this point. In


    his mind, he knew that it was hopeless for him now and had no choice but to ept reality.


    He was crippled. His manhood had been crippled by Stanford. This was even crueler to a man than


    to kill him.


    “Stanford, I’ll kill you! Ah! I''m gonna kill you!” Kieran was in so much pain that his entire body was


    trembling. He tried to grab Stanford’s trousers.


    Stanford looked at him coldly and twisted his foot.


    “Argh!” Kieran yelled in agony again. Stanford was satisfied when Kieran appeared to be barely


    alive. He retracted his leg and coldly instructed, “Throw him to the poorest region in the mountains


    and ensure that he never leaves for the rest of his life.”


    Collin clicked his tongue in amusement and asked, “Bro, shall we reward the locals and let them


    take good care of him for life?”


    Stanford said coldly, “What do you think?”


    That was the most basic.


    Collin looked at Kieran pitifully. He was foolish topete with Stanford for a woman. Now not only


    was his manhood wrecked, but his remaining days would also be a fate worse than death. Death


    would look like a blisspared to that.


    “Quickly remove him. Let him enjoy the beauty of living in the mountains.” Collin ordered.


    Although Kieran was in pain, he could hear what they said. He started to drift in and out of


    consciousness. He knew that horror was awaiting him.


    He dared not imagine how his life would be in the future. When he was dragged by the bodyguards,


    he suddenly struggled and yelled, “Release me! I won’t go! I won’t go! Stanford, I’ll kill you. Each


    day I’m alive I would think of ways to kill you! I’ll kill you!”


    Kieran could yell all he wanted but there was no effect on their actions. His cusses began to fade


    into the distance.


    Because Stanford did not close the door, Florence was sitting in the car and witnessed everything.


    When she saw Kieran being dragged away, she opened the door on her side and got off the


    car.