Married to Billionaire after Being Disfigured

“Black Pill is a potent drug on the black market. After eating it, people will immediately feel numb in their limbs and become weak all over. Young Master can resist the effect of the drug after eating it by mistake, and it is entirely his willpower.”

Although Lynn hadn’t personally tasted the black pill, this medicine sounded terrifying, how evil people actually gave this medicine to people.

Seeing that Lynn didn’t speak, Tom glanced at the rear-view mirror, only to find that Lynn was covered in injuries and became angry.

“Young lady, you are covered in injuries and your neck is swollen. These people don’t even spare women.”

Neck? Lynn took out her phone, pushed back her messy hair, and took a look at her neck. Really, there was a footprint on her neck.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

This must be the kick. She was kicked to stand up after being pressed down on her knees. Lynn looked out the window. Those bastards had already been beaten, but her injury was still painful, and she always felt that it couldn’t be so easy for those bastards.

Today, she even knelt down on someone, this was the first time she knelt down in such a long time.

Thinking of something, Lynn opened the address book.

Outside the window, Neil was standing next to Benson, “These bastards have already given up resistance, what should I do next?”

Benson rolled his eyes, these were Ben’s dog.

Benson was about to speak, get these bastards up and go to Ben when Lynn’s call came in.

He turned his head, the car had gone, why was Lynn calling him now? Benson was stunned for a moment, then pressed the answer button.

“What’s wrong?”

In the other end of the phone, Lynn pursed her lips.

“Just now, those bastards rubbed me against the wall, made me kneel, kicked me again, and there are still footprints on my neck.”

Lynn spoke very aggrieved, Benson froze, glanced at the bastard under his feet, and his cold lips were tightly pursed.

But for just Lynn’s muffled voice, what did she mean?

Benson’s eyes moved from the bastard’s face to his feet. The bastard’s feet were wearing a pair of leather shoes that kicked people to death. He couldn’t bear these shoes, let alone Lynn.

Immediately afterwards, the phone vibrated, Benson received a picture. He removed the phone and clicked on the picture.

This picture was sent by Lynn. It was a picture of her neck injury. Her neck, which should have been delicate, was now blue and purple, and there was a black footprint printed on it.

“They kicked me in the lead. He kicked me so much that I almost broke my neck.” Lynn picked up the phone again and said to Benson.

If it wasn’t for the car’s drive away and her drenched all over herself, Lynn would really like to get out of the car right now and teach that bastard a good lesson.

Sending these photos to Benson, Lynn also hoped that he could understand that she had been bullied so badly, and he must not let these bastards go easily.

After Lynn hung up, Benson removed the phone, his face tightened.

Neil asked, “Boss, what’s wrong?”

Benson put his phone in his trousers pocket and raised his foot to touch one of the bastard’s legs.

“These legs looked a little annoying.”

Benson’s tone was neither salty nor light, but the sullen look in his eyes made people horrified, and the bastard squeezed his legs and became vigilant.

“What are you going to do? I am also under orders, I can take you to Ben, but please don’t touch my legs.”

Neil pulled out a gun, put it on the bastard’s head, and slowly pulled the trigger.

“It’s your life or your legs, it’s your choice.”

The bastard was trembling with fear. Before pulling the trigger, he immediately made the wisest choice. He picked up a stone next to him, sweating profusely, and smashed it into his leg.

There was a wailing in the air.

The Warners old house hall.

Ben bowed his head and knelt in the middle of the hall.

Ophelia, sitting in the main seat, eyes full of anger.

“Bastard, Benson is your own nephew. You can do it with medicine and draw a gun. Why don’t you just strangle my old woman to death?”

Ben shuddered, looked up carefully, and glanced at Vecchia Signora.

“Mom, this time I was confused. Let me go. I’ll think about it when I go back.”

“Let you go? You put it mildly, you almost killed Benson.”

Suddenly, a cup of hot tea fell onto Ben’s forehead.

Ben, who was smashed and bleeding, immediately split his eyes. He looked at Vecchia Signora, who was in the upper position. There were bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and his fingers were deeply sunk into his knees.

In terms of close relationship, he was the eldest son of The Warners, but this old man never praised him, but suppressed him everywhere.

Now, the majority of The Warner Group was in the hands of Benson, this old thing was really eccentric.

“Look at your eyes, , greedy and selfish.” After Ophelia noticed the vicious look in her eldest son’s eyes, she became even more furious and tapped her cane.

“No…No, I am sincerely remorseful, I pray for your forgiveness, and I hope you can understand my good intentions. Forcing Benson to sign a contract is too much for me, but in the end, it’s a project that can obviously make money, why did he disagree to sign a contract?”

Vecchia Signora beat her feet and chest.

“Why can’t he sign? you haven’t seen it yet? Inside The Sun Group, the finances have long been empty, and they are digging holes for us to jump in.”

Ben’s face was startled, but he didn’t expect Vecchia Signora to clear out the background behind it.

“Mom, are you serious? I don’t know yet, they are already financially empty!”

Ben began to change his mouth. He actually knew the situation behind The Sun Group for a long time. He insisted on signing the contract,. The loss was the company’s money, and he had already received a huge sum of money.

Benson sat silently by the side and glanced at Neil.

Neil understood, took out a dozen documents from his pocket and sent them to Vecchia Signora.

“Vecchia Signora, please review these materials.”

Vecchia Signora took it, it was a dozen photos. In the picture on the photo, it was the person in charge of The Sun Group who pushed a card to Ben.

After reading it, Vecchia Signora understood the reason, and angrily threw the photo on Ben’s face.

“I am so disappointed to you. You use the company to lose money to build up your own pockets. Don’t forget, your surname is also Warner. From now on, you have nothing to do with the Project T you managed before. You should study abroad, and you are not allowed to come back without my permission.”

“What? No, Project T is all my hard work and can’t be taken away by anyone.” Ben was very excited.

If the business of Project T was taken away, then he would be an idler in the future, how couldhe achieve his ambitions.

“Son, hurry up and plead for me, don’t let Dad lose Project T. “Ben’s hopeful gaze fell on Jack.