Mrs Hale, I Surrender
Chapter 364 - 363 Suppression: Wanting to kill him is as easy as turning over one’s hand (5 more updates)

Chapter 364: 363 Suppression: Wanting to kill him is as easy as turning over one’s hand (5 more updates)

Finn Hale sneered with laughter.

"You have the guts to plagiarize, but not the courage to admit it. When things go wrong, you shift the blame onto a girl. This is the first time I’ve met someone as shameless as you..."

"And you dare say you love her?"

"You intentionally hid the stolen designs in her drafts, wanting to push her to the forefront when the time came."

"Shameless and irresponsible! If you had admitted to the plagiarism yourself, I would have at least respected your audacity. Dragging an innocent person down and exploiting her trust—that’s true shamelessness!"

Finn Hale’s words were sharp, each one like a knife cutting into his heart.

Coupled with the mocking comments from the people around, Declan Saunders felt as if he were choking on a ball of blood.

If Finn Hale released the evidence, then he was finished.

Finn Hale casually lifted his hand, and Zac Cruz immediately nodded, "I’ll play the video!"

Declan Saunders’s scalp tightened, "Don’t go!"

He instinctively wanted to stop him.

But was blocked by Finn Hale stretching out a hand, "Mr. Saunders, what are you doing?"

"Don’t play it, you can’t play it..."

Declan Saunders was completely panicked.

He had said himself that Sussie Lopez had given him the stolen designs in the coffee shop, but once the video was played, everyone would know he was lying.

Including the hospital’s surveillance, his assault and defamation of Sussie Lopez would be confirmed!

He tried desperately to block Zac Cruz’s path, even thinking of pushing Finn Hale out of the way.

But unexpectedly, Finn Hale suddenly swung his arm...

Aiming for his face, he landed a fierce punch!

Instantly, the entire room gasped in shock.

Sussie Lopez, too, was startled to see the normally dignified Finn Hale resort to violence, staying frozen in place.

Declan Saunders’s tie was grabbed, and his already-unsteady body was forcibly pulled back by Finn Hale!

He loosened his fingers, then clenched them tightly.

Without waiting for him to retaliate, he struck his face again—a solid hit.

The force was strong, causing Declan Saunders’s mouth to bleed and his nose and eyes to go askew.

Michale Shaw took a deep breath, feeling a chill at the back of his neck:

Damn!

Uncle wouldn’t do this to him, right?

Declan Saunders was publicly humiliated, instinctively wanting to resist, but Finn Hale grabbed his tie again and kicked him in the chest.

The kick was extremely heavy; he was knocked to the ground, sweating from the pain.

Just as he tried to get up, his arm...

Was suddenly stepped on!

In agony, he wailed, "Finn Hale, you’re crazy! I’m going to call the police, accuse you of attempted murder."

"Look around, who here dares to call the police for you!"

Finn Hale looked around; everyone was intimidated by his imposing presence at that moment, indeed no one dared to provoke him.

"Declan Saunders, I’ve always disdained using power to oppress others. I could tolerate your plagiarism, but you shouldn’t have pushed her into the line of fire. I can’t even bear to speak harshly to her, yet you tried to trample the person I hold dearest."

"You tell me..."

"Do you deserve to die?"

"Tonight, even if I break both your arms, once the police arrive, guess what everyone will say? They’ll say I was acting for justice, eliminating a scourge for the people!"

Declan Saunders was terrified, sweat covering his body, his arm ruthlessly stepped on and ground into, the intense pain continuously stimulating his nerves.

Yes!

The Hale Family’s power was immense, especially after hearing that a young master from the Wells Family had offended the Hale Family.

The result was his disappearance, as if evaporated from the earth.

This was a living person, from a somewhat powerful family.

If the Hale Family wanted him dead, wouldn’t it be even easier?

Declan Saunders completely gave up resisting: "Mr. Hale, I was wrong, I truly was wrong..."

"Mr. Hale, Mr. Hale, please, spare me!"

"Wrong in what manner?" Finn Hale towered over him, gazing down.

His tone was deep, bone-chillingly cold.

It was a far cry from his usual dignified and independent gentlemanly demeanor.

Sussie Lopez watched, her emotions surging, her chest heaving dramatically:

What to do!

It’s over,

such a Mr. Hale, she...

loved him even more!

"I shouldn’t have plagiarized, let alone try to push Sussie Lopez out to take the bullet for me, it’s all my fault. I unintentionally saw your design at the hospital and found out you hadn’t published your design, which led me to have such malicious thoughts."

As soon as he said this, Finn Hale stepped back a few steps and stood next to Sussie Lopez.

Declan Saunders felt as if his arm was about to break. He crawled up from the ground, his eyes filled with resentment as he stared at Sussie Lopez, but then he was intimidated by a glance from Finn Hale.

The look in his eyes was too aggressive, like a sharp dagger, capable of dissecting him inch by inch.

It made his whole body numb, his hair standing on end.

His arm started to swell and ache.

"Try looking at her with that kind of eye again," Finn Hale warned.

"Mr. Hale, I admit to the plagiarism. Could you please have mercy and not release the video?" Declan Saunders gritted his teeth.

Finn Hale remained silent.

Declan Saunders then turned his gaze to Sussie Lopez, "Lopez, we are colleagues after all. Since you returned to the country, I’ve always taken good care of you, especially after you were injured; I helped with your work."

"Please beg Mr. Hale, just don’t release the video."

He had already confessed, releasing the video would only make things more embarrassing.

It would be akin to beating him to death completely!

Sussie Lopez coldly chuckled, "Had you known this day would come, why did you do it in the first place?"

She said this and glanced at Finn Hale.

Hoping that he would release the video.

But someone said, "There is no video."

"Wha-what?" Sussie Lopez was stunned.

"Just bluffing him; I didn’t expect his psychological quality to be so poor. A little pressure, and he confessed everything."

Declan Saunders’ scalp tingled.

Fake?

There was no video?

Finn Hale had actually lied to him.

Meanwhile, Zac Cruz stood with arms folded, clicking his tongue, "Guilty conscience much, spilling the beans without being hit."

At that moment, a wave of jeers erupted from the crowd.

"So Mr. Hale intentionally deceived him, what a trash, plagiarizes and then tries to throw someone else under the bus, what a lowlife!"

"Deserves it, roll out now!"

"Quickly blackball him, shameless, an absolute disgrace to the industry."

"Some people plagiarize, and when they see the victim, they’re scared to death. He even dared to publicly slander others. If not wise, tonight Sussie Lopez would have been framed; truly malicious."

...

The crowd’s mocking and discussing voices, like countless poisonous thorny vines, tightly entangled him, making it hard for Declan Saunders to breathe. Probably overwhelmed by the stimuli, he watched Sussie Lopez, standing next to Finn Hale.

Cold and proud, so beautiful.

He and Sussie Lopez had only worked together for a few months, but he could tell she was talented; given time, she would definitely make her mark in their circle.

And he...

could only become the industry’s rat, completely blackballed!

Offending both the Payne and Hale families, he likely wouldn’t be able to get by in Capital City.

Why was he the only one hurt in the end?

Overwhelmed by anger, his brain filled with blood, he suddenly lunged at Sussie Lopez.

He looked like he wanted to strangle her!

Finn Hale frowned, grabbed Sussie Lopez by the wrist, and pulled her behind him quickly. Before he could move, someone had rushed in front of him, and with one kick...

sent Declan Saunders flying!

His body crashed into a nearby chair, his bones seemed to come apart, the pain made him convulse all over.

"You’ve got some nerve? Plagiarizing, slandering... now that it has all fallen apart, you still dare to lay a hand on my junior sister? Are you blind?"

"Thank you," said Finn Hale gratefully.

Tim Payne was speechless.

He hadn’t helped him; what right did he have to thank him?

He would deal with their score later.