CHAPTER 545: CHAPTER 545: I WILL KILL YOU

Fawn instinctively let go of Ivana, and the next moment, Ivana was in Leon Keane’s arms.

This cold man looked a lot like Timmy, and since Timmy came with him, even without identifying himself, Fawn could recognize him as Timmy’s biological father.

Fawn hugged her chest, her cheeks burning, noticing Leon’s gaze lingering on Ivana. She quickly turned away, picked up the ripped clothes from the ground, and wrapped them around herself to barely cover her body.

"Wife."

Leon held Ivana by her slender waist, feeling her body like a soft creature, and was startled by the high temperature. He could feel the heat through her clothes. Watching Ivana’s flushed cheeks and usually bright eyes now blurred and shimmering with allure, Leon’s anger surged from his chest.

These damn people dared to drug Ivana?

"Mm."

Ivana smelled the familiar scent, relaxing completely. At this time, the effects of the drug flared up fiercely in her body. She squirmed in Leon’s embrace, her small fiery face pressed against Leon’s handsome face, her arms wrapped around his neck.

"Comfortable~"

Ivana murmured, fleetingly satisfied, but the drug was too strong. Her red lips began to kiss Leon’s neck, her fingers restlessly touching and trying to tear his shirt.

"Mommy." Timmy Monroe looked up, his little face tense, his eyes red: "Daddy, what’s wrong with Mommy?"

Timmy was very perceptive. Seeing Ivana not responding to him, he felt something was wrong. Is Mommy hurt somewhere? That’s why she’s afraid of him and his brother finding out?

"Daddy, what’s wrong with Mommy?"

Ian Keane’s small fists were bleeding, yet he didn’t feel the pain. His cold little face showed concern as he looked at Ivana.

This left Leon stumped.

He couldn’t tell the two kids that these scumbags had drugged Ivana.

Leon raised his hand, holding Ivana’s head against his neck to stop her from moving, tightly embracing her soft, slipping waist with his other arm.

"It’s nothing. Your mommy was frightened. Let’s get out of here first."

The four people knocked to the ground grimaced in pain, yet upon hearing Leon’s words, they felt secretly delighted. They thought they were doomed, but Leon apparently didn’t have the time to settle with them.

Indeed.

With the drug’s effects raging in Ivana, Leon had no leisure to deal with them. Any delay, and Ivana might succumb to the unbearable "performance" of stripping and begging.

After all, Ivana had given Leon a son, and Leon couldn’t afford the disgrace.

Not only did the four people hold onto a lucky mindset, but Kyle Sinclair also shared this sentiment.

However, letting Ivana leave this way, he was unwilling.

Kyle’s eyes landed on the pair of pants on the ground with a gun in the pocket.

Kyle’s head was bloodied, with blood on his face too. He sneered sinisterly, resembling a ghost. His eyes flashed with malice, and when Leon lifted Ivana in his arms, he rushed to grab the gun.

He couldn’t let that bitch Ivana be taken away by Leon just like that.

Now exposed before Leon, after today, he would have no chance to avenge his sister.

Even if it cost him his life today, he would kill Ivana.

Kyle’s fingers touched the gun, excitement pounding in his heart, about to jump out. Why excited? He had always respected Leon as a big brother, never revealing his evil side to Leon.

Today, all his wickedness was exposed. Killing Ivana, even if he couldn’t kill Leon too, would be enough for Leon to regret it his whole life.

Although Kyle was reluctant to admit that Leon loved Ivana, loved her enough to risk his own safety, seeing the tension in Leon’s eyes as he entered and focused on Ivana made Kyle’s heart shatter.

Sister, your whole life, you’ve given your heart to the wrong person.

You loved Leon so deeply, yet Leon loves this malicious bitch Ivana.

Clenching the gun tightly, the seed of hatred in Kyle’s eyes was sprouting, growing wild.

"Go die, Ivana, you bitch."

Kyle cursed lowly, his gun suddenly aimed at Ivana in Leon’s arms.

"Don’t hurt my mommy."

"Don’t hurt Mommy."

Timmy and Ian, the two little boys, stood one on each side in front of Leon, spreading their arms wide, angrily glaring at Kyle, resembling chicks protecting an injured hen.

"Two little bastards."

Kyle cursed inwardly.

"If you don’t want to die, move aside. I want to kill Ivana."

Kyle growled viciously at the two boys. Feeling Leon’s chilly gaze, his heart thudded, shivering in fear, but he still raised his head, meeting Leon’s eyes.

"Didn’t expect I’d make this move, huh? I didn’t want to end up like this either, but Ivana killed my sister. I must avenge her."

"The one who killed your sister was me. Your sister deserved her death. If you want revenge, seek me out."

Leon’s thin lips coldly spat these words.

Kyle’s eyes widened: "Leon... Leon Keane... How could you say such things? My sister loved you for so many years, how could you bear to kill her? Saying she deserved her death? Did that bitch Ivana poison you against my sister? Haha... You actually listened to this bitch’s whispering? My poor sister, how could she love someone as foolish as you?"

"Don’t insult my mommy. You’re the bastard."

Timmy puffed his cheeks, angrily shouting at Kyle.

Ian’s little face was extremely cold, mirroring an enraged Leon, his jet-black eyes narrowed: "A tongue should be cut out."

"I’ve said it before, Julia Sinclair deserved her death. For what she did to my wife, dying a hundred times wouldn’t suffice. If time could turn back, I’d kill her again."

Leon’s ruthless words thoroughly enraged Kyle.

"Leon Keane, you cold-blooded heartless man, I will kill you."

Kyle glared fiercely at Leon, aiming the gun at him, his finger trembling from rage, pushing him to the brink of madness. Leon, this cold-blooded beast, was hardly human.

Ivana kept writhing in Leon’s embrace. She was suffering so much, her body like a hot air balloon, about to go crazy from the discomfort, desperately needing release.

Oblivious to the danger at the moment, her blurred eyes were watery: "I’m so uncomfortable, help me..."

Her voice was faint, like a mosquito buzz.

Leon heard her, pressing her face to his chest, softly coaxing: "Wife, just hold on a little longer, I’ll get us out of this trouble soon."

Woo woo woo~

Ivana wanted to shake her head, but couldn’t move it at all. She could only part her red lips, tasting Leon’s smooth neck.

"I’ll kill you."

Kyle finished his words, his finger starting to press the trigger.

At this moment, Leon’s gaze swept behind Kyle, nodding slightly, his cold expression resembling the Grim Reaper demanding a life.