Side Chick Era Over (Sharon and Carter) novel Chapter 845

Chapter 845 

“Y-You bastard! Do you even know who I am?!” Oscar’s eyes blazed red with fury. “I’ll kill you!” 

Thomas’s lips curved faintly, his mouth parting to release words as cold as ice. “Then let’s see if you have the ability.” 

The contempt in his voice pierced sharper than any blade, shredding Oscar’s pride. 

Never in his life had Oscar suffered such humiliation. Never had anyone dared look down on him so brazenly. 

Ignoring the pain of his broken arm, he swung his other fist at Thomas in a reckless charge. 

Thomas shifted back a step, then struck-a swift kick to Oscar’s shin, right at its weakest point. 

“Arghh!” 

Oscar collapsed, sprawling onto the ground in a pathetic heap. His aristocratic poise evaporated; he looked 

more like a disgraced criminal than a noble son. 

“Who the fuck are you? Tell me your name!” Oscar snarled through clenched teeth. His once-decently handsome face twisted in rage as he glared upward. 

Thomas looked down at him from above, his gaze indifferent. 

“You don’t deserve to know my name.” 

Oscar’s eyes widened, disbelief flooding his expression. Never had he encountered such unrestrained arrogance. 

No-arrogance wasn’t the right word. This guy wasn’t merely proud-he regarded others as beneath notice. 

To him, Oscar wasn’t significant at all. 

Not far away, Johanna stood frozen, staring at the cold, impossibly handsome Thomas. For a long moment, she couldn’t breathe. 

Moonlight spilled across Thomas’s sharply defined face, his features chiseled like a god’s-so striking, so untouchable, it hurt to look at him. 

And yet… this whole “rescue” had been staged. A trial she had arranged to test him. 

A test to see if he was worth her devotion. A test to see whether he would risk himself to save her, or cower before power and status. 

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