CHAPTER 936: CHAPTER 936: JUSTIN XAVIER IS TAKEN AWAY

This President Stone is almost sixty years old, having been engrossed in women for years. His body is fat and flabby, combined with his lewd actions, it’s simply unbearable to look at.

Justin Xavier recognized Leah Thorne’s white coat at a glance, and his cold black eyes suddenly turned colder. He strode forward, kicking out with one foot.

Ah!

President Stone was in high spirits and didn’t notice someone had come in. Now Justin put a solid kick into his lower back, and President Stone felt a fierce chill’s assault. The next second, a sharp pain came, and he screamed miserably, with his entire fat body lunging forward and hitting the wall.

Thud.

President Stone indeed crashed into it, tasting a mouthful of blood, realizing he had knocked out two front teeth, and he collapsed onto the carpet.

Pain.

Such pain.

President Stone touched his mouth, finding it full of blood. He looked up, and Justin Xavier’s handsome face loomed large before his eyes.

Now Justin stood tall and long-legged in front of him, dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, one hand in his pocket, an expensive black belt accentuating his slim waist, presenting a striking figure with long legs, cold and stylish.

"President Xavier, w-why are you here?" President Stone, missing two front teeth, could hardly speak.

Justin’s handsome features showed little expression as he stepped forward, approaching President Stone step by step, coldly lifting his lips, "Where’s Leah Thorne?"

President Stone kept retreating until he was backed into the corner of the wall, shrinking himself down. To him, Justin was a devil ready to devour him, "Don’t come any closer, don’t come closer!"

"Leah... Leah is in the shower... President Xavier, please don’t be angry or misunderstand, nothing happened between Leah and me. She... she was the one who seduced me!" President Stone was completely sober now, having sobered up the moment Justin kicked him. He knew today wouldn’t end well, so he pushed all the blame onto Leah Thorne.

Justin lifted his gaze and looked at the tightly closed bathroom door. She was inside, as the sound of running water echoed from within.

Justin stopped in front of President Stone, tugged at his trousers, then knelt on one knee, his thin lips curling into an amusing, mocking smile, "What did you just say? You said Leah Thorne seduced you? Tsk tsk, that’s a terrible joke. I’ll give you a chance to tell another one."

"President Xavier, I’m not lying. Leah Thorne did seduce me; you can have someone investigate."

"Leah was the one who called me, saying she wanted to come to my room. Look, she voluntarily took off this coat and went in for a shower. She even said she’d make herself smell nice and asked me to wait for her."

Justin listened quietly to these words, then after a few seconds of silence, he lowered his voice, laced with a chilling smile, making one’s scalp tingle, "Then you deserve to die even more."

President Stone’s eyes widened, "W-what?"

Justin looked at him, his eyes impassive and careless, though a crimson rage seeped into the depths of his gaze, revealing his true feelings, as he seemed to speak to himself, "Do you not see what Leah Thorne is to me? She has been with me since she was 18; she’s my woman."

President Stone inhaled sharply.

"Do you know how hard I’ve had it all these years? I have to suppress my desires to care for her and cut off her suitors. What do I have to do to stop you from coveting her?"

With that, Justin stood up slowly, looking coldly and pitifully at President Stone, "You shouldn’t have touched her. To be honest, I don’t know what I’ll do next."

President Stone felt cold in both his hands and feet, as if he had been plunged into an abyss, with Justin being like a devil from hell, "W-what do you want?"

"Justin Xavier, I must tell you, I have a good relationship with your grandfather. If you dare lay a hand on me, this won’t end well. I didn’t even touch Leah Thorne, don’t ruin the relationship between our families over a woman, and don’t harm yourself!"

Justin looked at President Stone, tilting his head, showing a slight obsessive madness, "But you dirtied her clothes, so it’s better for this ugly thing on you to be wasted."

With that, Justin lifted his leg, slowly yet forcefully stepping on President Stone’s vital area.

Ah!

President Stone’s piercing scream instantly echoed throughout the entire six-star hotel.

Justin Xavier’s private secretary didn’t return to the company; he had sensed something was wrong. The only person who could drive the president out of control was Leah Thorne.

The president had entered President Stone’s room, so he had been waiting outside.

Hearing President Stone’s piercing scream, the private secretary felt a jolt of foreboding, and it proved to be correct. He immediately pushed the door open.

The room was filled with a bloody scent.

The private secretary was stunned; he had never seen such a scene before. President Stone had collapsed on the carpet, where large patches of blood were spreading, forming a small stream.

Justin Xavier had personally crippled President Stone!

The whole atmosphere hung in silence for a few seconds, then President Stone’s bodyguards and the hotel’s security personnel rushed in, "Oh my, quickly call the police! Call for an ambulance!"

Justin Xavier personally hurt someone, and soon the police arrived, ready to take him in for questioning.

President Stone was carried onto a stretcher, almost passing out from the pain, but he gritted his teeth, watching Justin with resentment, "Justin Xavier, this isn’t over; I’ll sue you and make sure you rot in prison!"

"I wonder what will happen to Xavier Corp with its CEO embroiled in a lawsuit. I guess Xavier’s stocks will plummet tomorrow, with successive limit downs. When the company’s market value drops several hundred million overnight, shareholders will demand accountability; with company turmoil, I want to see how you handle it then?"

"Justin Xavier, you’re crazy over a woman!"

President Stone’s cursing voice gradually faded away.

Justin Xavier stood still, his expression showing neither alarm nor agitation from start to finish.

"Mr. Xavier, please come with us," the police said.

Justin calmly lifted his head, "Give me a minute; I have something to say."

Say what?

The private secretary watched as Justin walked to the bathroom door, knocked rhythmically with his slender fingers against the door panel, "Leah."

So he was going to speak with Leah Thorne.

No sound came from inside.

The tightly closed bathroom door had never opened.

"Leah, I’ll be back soon," Justin said.