Jasper did not know whether to laugh or cry at the sight of this.
He was shocked but also touched.
Not every girl could be so brave.
This had at least proven that he had not treated Tiffany well for nothing. She was a good lady that knew how to repay someone’s kindness.
“What use is there standing in front of me, silly girl? This is an issue between men.”
Jasper pulled Tiffany to stand behind him. Turning his head, he grabbed a shirt from a mannequin by the side and ripped it into two halves.
He passed Henry one half and wrapped his half around his right hand so that it functioned as a simple boxing glove.
“F*cking hell, what are you doing just standing there? Go on! I’ll give each of you 5000! Anyone who doesn’t hit hard gets fired immediately!” Dudley roared in anger.
The few bodyguards shared a look as they rushed toward Jasper and Henry without further thought.
The fight began immediately.
The four bodyguards were well-trained and professional. It was evident from the way they fought that they actually knew how to fight and were more than just men who looked like they fit the part.
They split work among themselves clearly, two of them against one of Jasper or Henry, separating the two immediately.
Henry was fine. He landed a few punches and immediately struck back when punches landed on him.
Jasper, however, was not a novel’s male protagonist who happened to be a great fighter, so he immediately began to wane against two professional bodyguards alone.
Tiffany felt her heart lurch when she saw a bodyguard push Jasper, causing the man to stagger two steps backward.
She turned her head and looked around until she saw a fire cabinet at the entrance of the store.
Still, Tiffany was just a puny lady. She only had the strength to raise the fire axe, but she could not control its trajectory. Dudley stepped backward, fell, and Tiffany closed her eyes as she swung the axe down.
It fell with a loud boom…
Dudley sat on the floor, his legs spread open and the fire axe lodged right between them. It landed a few inches away from his vitals.
Had Tiffany stretched out her arms, Dudley would have lost his chance for children forever.
Under immense terror, Dudley paled and shook uncontrollably.
Before relief could flood him, he felt his butt heat up and a warm gush of liquid leak out from under him.
Everyone was shocked when they saw the pungent yellow puddle.
Dudley had peed himself in fear.
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