The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 1050 - 1030: The Ultimate Scum-Bashing!

Chapter 1050: Chapter 1030: The Ultimate Scum-Bashing!

"Hey, Daddy, when have I ever been afraid of gore? I want to watch Brother Roy give that scoundrel what he deserves..."

Bella Gordon finally caught on—Roy Thompson was about to deal with that scoundrel in the cave. She was no saint; an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. She believed in mercy when it was due, and in ruthlessness when necessary. Otherwise, wouldn’t she just be inviting everyone to walk all over her?

Being a little careless was one thing, but letting people think Bella Gordon was easy to bully was another matter entirely. So, she had to watch too!

"Watch what? You’re a mother now, how can you still be so noisy and boisterous? Come back with me!"

Michael Gordon was truly at his wits’ end with this girl. How had she grown up to be so large and still a mother, yet still as noisy and boisterous as ever? But on the other hand, it also showed that Roy Thompson really wasn’t bad to his daughter.

They say that the more vibrant and lively a woman is, the more her man dotes on her. There’s some truth to that; a woman’s temperament is fostered by her man’s pampering. Seeing his daughter’s never-changing temperament told him everything, "Alright, if you really want to watch, let Roy take a video for you. Now, come back with me!"

"Yes, Bianca, I’ll take a video for you. You go back with Daddy first. You’ve been out for so long, Mommy, Rio, and Chani are all worried sick!"

Since Roy Thompson had already put it that way, Bianca couldn’t say much else and obediently went home with Michael Gordon. This sort of trivial matter naturally didn’t worry Oliver Thompson; he simply went back home with the rest.

When Roy Thompson led a group of people to the entrance of the cave, the twenty tough guys he had prepared were all present, looking ready to go. Seeing Roy’s arrival, they respectfully shouted, "Young Master Thompson!"

"Is everything prepared?"

"We’ve been ready to start!"

Roy Thompson didn’t look at them as he directly entered the cave. Upon stepping inside, he immediately saw the man wrapped up like a zongzi by Camden Bailey. Hearing footsteps, the man on the ground abruptly looked up at him. When he saw that it was Roy Thompson coming, Adrian Watkins’s face went pale in an instant.

The moment he had been fearing the most since he was tied up had finally arrived, "Thompson... Roy... I didn’t do anything. Mrs. Thompson also didn’t do anything!"

Indeed, he hadn’t managed to do anything, even if he had wanted to. But the result was he hadn’t done anything, right?

"Didn’t do anything?" Roy Thompson coldly glanced at him, his meaningful tone alone was enough to send shivers down someone’s spine. He reached out and grabbed the phone that Adrian Watkins had left not far from the haystack—the phone that was open to a very telling video. "Is that so? But this thing can’t lie!"

"Young Master Thompson, I saved her from Hanny Josh’s hands. Josh wanted to take her life, while all I did was harbor some inappropriate thoughts. Ultimately, nothing came of it. For that reason alone, show me some mercy!"

Better to cling to life at any cost than to die—if it works out that way, that’s fine by him. He wasn’t as foolish as Hanny Josh; a mutual destruction wasn’t something he would consider!

"Mercy? Do I have the right to take a life? In this society, even the police don’t have the right to kill, do they? Am I, Roy Thompson, the kind of person who acts above the law?" Roy Thompson said, while holding the phone with the video, his tone icy and laced with laughter, "However, since Mr. Shaw is so fond of sleeping with women, it would be a shame not to indulge such a great hobby of yours, wouldn’t it?"

The man’s menacing gaze was too much for Adrian Watkins to bear; all the hairs on his body stood on end, and he was consumed by a foreboding premonition, "What are you planning to do?!"

"Don’t ’do nothing’, I want you to sleep with men!"

Yes, he hadn’t heard wrong, they were indeed asking him to sleep with someone, wait... the emphasis here was, not women, but men?

"What, I don’t want to sleep, I don’t want to sleep, I don’t want to sleep, I really didn’t force Mrs. Thompson to do anything, please spare my life!"

"If you really did something, would you have the guts to lie here and talk to me? I gave you your chance, but you didn’t behave, and instead you got greedy. Now, I’ll have to treat you with your own medicine, oh, I misspoke, it’s not ’ask you to sleep’, but ’ask you to be slept with’!"

"Snap, snap!"

The sound of two crisp snaps echoed, and instantly, at the entrance of the cave, appeared a row of men with muscular chests, wearing tank tops. Adrian Watkins glanced over the line of twenty men, each with robust muscles, and as they entered, they unanimously made a muscle-showing pose, making popcorn explode in his eyes.

Adrian Watkins felt his stomach churn, and with a retch, he vomited outright, such men at first sight were just disgusting!

"How can you be disgusted so easily? What are you going to do when it starts in a bit?"

These were men specifically selected from a muscle exhibition for their particular attraction to other men; in other words, they looked like hunky men but were in fact true-blue gays. So, as soon as these men entered and saw the once good-looking men who had swept through the entertainment industry, their eyes lit up, and they started to salivate.

"Thank you, Young Master Thompson, we really like it!"

They all simultaneously thanked Roy Thompson, then, licking their lips with longing eyes, they stared at Adrian Watkins on the ground, eager to get started, each raising their hands to indicate they wanted to be the first. After all, for a gay man, there’s a world of difference between being the first and second!

"Young Master Thompson, I was wrong, I shouldn’t have had designs on Mrs. Thompson, I really didn’t mean to hurt her. I’m different from Hanny Josh; I was doing it out of self-preservation, she did it to harm people. So, you can’t treat me like this, please, don’t do this to me, I beg you!"

When you’re under someone else’s roof, it’s best to leave your pride aside, especially when there’s such a vast difference in strength. There’s no point in arguing.

Saving my life is what’s important.

To be slept with by so many of these rugged men was clearly no longer a matter of disgust; the force these muscular men could muster was enough to break his behind.

"Don’t worry, Hanny Josh will end up worse off than you, so don’t feel unjust!"

Roy Thompson toyed with a phone that had taken the photo, and after he’d had his fun, he repositioned the phone at the best angle to shoot the video. That way, when it started, the entire video could be clearly captured.

He was taking the video not for Bella Gordon’s viewing—such vile footage was utterly unsuitable for her—but for uploading online after everything was over. This was bound to cause a bigger scandal than Edward Stones’ photo scandal—it was men, after all, and not just one, but many...