Chapter 402

Peter finally understood what was going on. He couldn't help but shout, "I did nothing but beat up a lowly countryman with no money or status! Who the hell beat up the founder of Genesis Games? You must have made a mistake!"

Peter gestured with his hands, trying to explain himself, but no one was willing to listen. His words carried no weight amongst the sea of furious fans.

When the fans heard that someone had dared to disrespect the founder of Genesis Games, they erupted in collective fury. They immediately threw their fists at Peter, beating him to a pulp.

Peter felt as if he was about to die in the hands of these fans. He turned and frantically ran toward the banquet hall, shouting, "Help! They're about to beat me to death!"

Now, the banquet hall seemed like the safest place to him.

By the time the security team rescued Peter, he was beaten so severely that he had soiled his pants, completely losing control over his bodily functions.

At this moment, song and dance continued to play in the banquet hall. Everyone was unfazed by Peter's little charade, but Wendy, who was at the corner, was dumbfounded.

She had witnessed Peter's downfall from arrogance and dominance to a desperate escape, finally being brutally beaten by Jack's fanatical supporters.

For the first time, she had finally witnessed how powerful Jack was. Then, worry crept up in her.

How was she supposed to interact with Jack?

She had too much history with this man.

If she begged him, would he repay her with double the humiliation Peter had experienced?

At this thought, Wendy was filled with regret.

She could never have anticipated that the son of a humble farmer with no background or network would rise to such astonishing success. In turn, she found herself in such a humiliating predicament.

However, it was too late. She had to pay the price for the arrogance, contempt, and humiliation he had received.

What was she supposed to do?

Wendy's heart was filled with hesitation, fear, and pain, yet she had no choice but to face reality.

Unconsciously, she had finished two bottles of red wine, and she now felt her world spinning. The other women with her asked her not to drink anymore, but Wendy thought alcohol was the best escape from her overwhelming worries.

Getting drunk was the only way Wendy could muster the courage to face the humiliation Jack had brought to her through Peter. After being intoxicated, Wendy entered the bathroom alone to touch up her makeup.

For some reason, Jack's disparaging remark about her appearance echoed in her

ears.

In reality, Wendy was so beautiful that she could make jaws drop, but that uncalled-for comment had shattered her confidence.

After God-knows-how-long, the dance in the hall ended. The guests began to move freely.

At this moment, Wendy noticed Jack rejected the invitations of numerous beautiful ladies from Vexburg and left the crowd.

It was an enchanting night, and a luxurious Rolls-Royce was parked outside the estate. The driver and bodyguards stood upright, waiting to escort the esteemed founder home.

Wendy frowned slightly and was struck with an idea.

She knew which hotel Jack stayed in because his whereabouts were the hottest news topic.

When Jack arrived at the hotel, sure enough, a woman stood in a red dress at the entrance, flawlessly exposing her silky smooth legs in the night air, exuding an irresistible allure from head to toe. It was Wendy Trader.

However, at this moment, Wendy was nothing like the image Jack had in mind.

Previously, Wendy carried herself like an icy, arrogant, and intimidating female boss.

However, at this moment, underneath that icy and arrogant exterior was a hint of hesitation and fear in her eyes. Original content can be found at FіndNovel.net

It was clear that she was conflicted.