Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

Chapter 376

He did not notice it at first, but when the man wanted to retaliate, he found that his upper body was completely paralyzed. He couldn't move. He held his head, but he couldn't fight back.

Frederick kicked the lower half of his body. He was in so much pain that he bent over, and sweat broke out on his back. He screamed,

"Hey, stop it. Stop beating me! Let's talk this through!"

"Stop beating me! It hurts, it hurts! Ah!"

"G-Give this woman to me, and I'll give you anything you want!"

When Chet and Doris arrived at the door and saw this mess, they were shocked. Although Frederick gave Mr. Nolan a bloody nose and a swollen face, he could not seem to stop beating him up. He was out of control as he kept punching Mr. Nolan. Chet quickly rushed forward and pulled him away,

"Frederick, you're going to kill him!"

He huddled behind the desk. Mr. Nolan's pants were dangling, and he was battered and exhausted. He was wailing in grief, but his lust was unabated.

"Stop hitting me! Do you not want the three billion dollar contract? If you give his girl to me, I'll sign it right away. I don't even need time to consider it! Hey!"

"A woman, what are you doing... Oof.."

When Chet heard this, he was stunned and thought to himself, "What is wrong with this man? How is he still set in his perverted ways?" "What the f*ck! This man is beyond saving!"

In a trance, Frederick grabbed the red wine from Chet's hand. In the next second, the sound of glass breaking could be heard as he smashed the bottle of wine on Mr. Nolan's head. Suddenly, the wine and the blood from Mr. Nolan's head slowly dripped onto the ground. Frederick lifted his foot and stomped on the man. He was incomparably vicious and stomped hard on his chest.

"You want my wife in exchange for a three billion dollar contract? Are you f*cking crazy? You're coveting my woman? You must be wishing for me to send you to your grave!"

God, a 300,000 dollar bottle of red wine ruined?

Chet felt a stab in his heart when he saw how Frederick wasted the bottle of red wine by smashing it on Mr. Nolan's head. Frederick, who was burning with rage, had already picked up the knife from his table. He flung his hand and stabbed Mr. Nolan,

"Okay, let me give you what you want!"

"Frederick...."

Instinctively, Chet stretched out his hand, but he was a step too late. Instantly, a wave of shrieks rang through the place.

Chet could not help but close his eyes.

He was a goner. He had to deal with this mess!

Chet saw Mr. Nolan's head knocking against the table with a bang, and Frederick did not intend to stop. He was really afraid that it would cost a life, so he quickly restrained him,

"Frederick, why don't you check on Miss Blanchard? I'll handle this!"

His words were like a bucket of cold water, and Frederick seemed to regain his senses. The anger in his eyes suddenly dissipated, and he turned around stiffly. Even the bloody knife fell to the ground...

Right then, Doris had taken off her coat and covered Alicia with it. However, she remained huddled in the corner as she sat, hugging her knees. Frederick knelt down and slowly pulled her into his trembling arms.

"Don't be scared. I'm here!" He said.

It was all his fault. He failed to protect her even when they were both working in the same place. He allowed her to get hurt again and again! He felt guilty. He felt so ashamed that he did not know where to hide himself!

He did not hold back the tears that welled up in his eyes until Alicia got closer to him slowly. He looked up and swallowed.

"Make sure to keep him alive and make sure to clean up this mess! Or else you will have to answer to me! Since he likes women so much, when he is admitted into the mental hospital, find him a man and let him taste what it feels like to be a woman! I don't care what method you use or how much resources you use. I want to see the Yoker Trading Group disappear within these two weeks!" He shouted.

"Got it!"

My goodness! Even if he couldn't do it, he had to do it! Chet also wanted to kick the dying man on the ground.

He had to work overtime again just because he could not keep it in his pants just because of a woman!

He once said he would die in a woman's hands sooner or later. He did not expect that it would come true so soon! It was just that he was unlucky to get his hands dirty!

He stood up and immediately dialled 911. He found some medicine and applied it on the man. Then, he ordered his men to carry Mr. Nolan out, then ordered them to deal with the repercussions.

The office became quiet again. Frederick had his hands wrapped tightly around Alicia as he tried to calm her down. "I'm sorry, I failed to protect you! I couldn't even protect you in my own territory!"

He had never felt so helpless. At this moment, he blamed himself. This was the first time he felt so inferior. How could he not protect her and let her get hurt time and time again?

She was still in shock initially, but when she roughly heard what he said, she knew that she had no right to blame him. She reached out, tugged on his clothes, and shook her head.

He took off his suit jacket and draped it around her shoulders. Then, he pulled her up and pushed her hair aside. Immediately, he burst into anger. "He hit you? This b*stard, he really deserves to die!"

Rather than saying that she was frightened by the man, it was better to say that she was shocked by his ferocity. She looked up and pursed her lips. "Frederick, you're so fierce..."

Especially when she looked up, she happened to see him stabbing Mr. Nolan with a knife. It was bloody and gloomy. He was merciless.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would not believe that he, who was always poised and noble, did it.

However, he looked very cool doing it!

In that instant, his anger disappeared. He looked at the messy and filthy office. Then he carried her into the lounge.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

After that, he went out to order his people to clean up the mess. When Frederick returned, he took out some ice, wrapped it in a towel and gently applied it on her face.

Alicia hissed.

"Does it hurt a lot?"

He softened his motion as he said, "I'll be gentle! Didn't I tell you to come up after 3:30 pm?" Why did she come up to his office then? And it so happened to be when he was not around. She was startled. Then she asked, "Wasn't I supposed to come up before 3:30 pm?"

As soon as their eyes met, both of them immediately realized where the problem lied.

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Judging from his reaction, Alicia didn't believe that he sent her up here as a gift to Mr. Nolan in exchange for a three- billion-dollar contract. Frederick suddenly understood why she came at this time and why he so happened to not

be there!

It was a miscommunication in time!

When Alicia saw his gloomy eyes, she said in a low voice, "Maybe... I misheard you!"

She was not going to say something that would get her colleagues into trouble.

Just as she was about to say

something, they heard a knock on the door. Frederick went to open the door. Doris already returned with a new set of women's clothing. She still remembered the scolding from time, she did not dare to be picky and randomly picked a set of clothes.

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"Mr. Clements, here are the clothes that you've requested..."

His eyes fell on the black suit in her hand. Frederick took it, but he frowned in disgust.

"What is this?"

"Errr..."

Doris lowered her head and was also confused, "Mr. Clements, I will do better next time!"

"What the hell? Did she make a mistake again? Was she supposed to be picky this time? It was tough being his secretary."

"By the way, what did you tell Giselle when I told you to pass her the message?"""

Doris was a little slow and was unable to keep up. A few moments later, she replied.

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"Didn't you ask me to inform Giselle to ask Miss Blanchard to come up after 3:30 pm because you wanted to talk to her? That's exactly what told her. I also specifically emphasised that she must come up after 3:30 pm! I did not say anything else besides that!"

After that, Doris could not help but wonder in her heart,

"Was there any problem? Wait a minute; it wasn't 3:30 pm yet! Then, what was Miss Blanchard..."