Novel Name : The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Chapter 1101

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The sound of screaming, muffled grunts, and cursing in pain intertwined. At that moment, it was unclear

whether Isaac was cursing Clayton or begging for mercy.

Yvette watched the show for a while before she got bored.

“Isaac doesn’t even know how to fight. How can he be so arrogant?“

At least in their circle, every rich kid knew at least a trick or two.

Whether it was to pick up girls or for self-defense, neither were neglected.

Nicole laughed. “Isaac grew up with bodyguards following him, so there was no need for martial arts.“

Yvette snorted. “So, now he’ll just get beaten up.“

Nicole put away her smile and looked at Clayton, who was sitting on Isaac.

Clayton ‘s usually gentle and elegant demeanor was no longer visible. He looked like a long-dormant

beast that was subduing its prey.

His eyes were scarlet and cold without the faintest ripple of emotion.

This side of Clayton Sloan was unfamiliar. It made Nicole’s heart ache.

Although Isaac and Clayton were both from the Sloan family, the pampered Isaac had no fighting skills at

all because he was so well protected.

It was clear at a glance that Isaac was coddled. However, what about Clayton?

Clayton ‘s moves were skillfu1, and his strength was ruthless. It was hard to believe that Clayton did not

practice those skills through real-life experiences.

At that thought, Nicole stopped feeling admiration for it.

Her chest felt suffocated.

After a long time, Isaac lost the strength to resist. Isaac collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mush.

He was not responsive.

His face was bruised and bloodied.

Clayton mechanically flung his fist at Isaac. Nicole could not help but walk forward. “That’s enough…“

Her words made Clayton stop in his movements.

Clayton looked up. The stern darkness in his eyes had not faded away yet.

Nicole pulled Clayton’s hand over and rubbed his fist where his skin had split open. There was a

sourness in her heart.

“That’s enough. If you’re satisfied, we should go back early.“

Clayton paused for several seconds.

Only then did he get up from Isaac’s body. “Did I scare you?“

Clayton’s voice was low with a slight tremble as he looked at her cautiously.

Nicole smiled and held his hand.

“Your hand must hurt. I’ll put some medicine on it when we get back.“

She was only afraid that Clayton would recklessly hurt himself.

Clayton smiled. The grimness on his face gradually faded away, and a warm smile surfaced.

To the side, Yvette clicked her tongue. Was Clayton the pitiful one here?

She gave a sympathetic glance at Isaac on the ground. He was beaten to a pulp, hanging onto his life,

but no one cared about him. It was both pitiful and ridiculous.

Yvette waved her hand and let them go back on their “I plan on going somewhere else, so I won’t go

back with you guys. Bye!“

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