My Supermodel Wife

Peter tried to stand up, but Tom kept kicking him until the man didn't dare move an inch. Hearing Peter's groan, Lilia tried to turn to him. She wanted to see her attacker's pathetic appearance.

However, Jean's stern voice rebuked her, "Don't look."

His hand gently pressed Lilia's head against his chest, preventing her from seeing Peter who was covered in blood.

Lilia's body turned stiff as her cheek pressed against Jean's chest. She could hear the man's heartbeat as clear as her own. His steady rhythm calmed Lilia down and stopped her from trying to turn around.

Meanwhile, Peter continued to groan in pain on the floor. Apart from a broken nose, his left cheek was swollen from Tom's punch. His feet still throbbed with pain after Lilia stepped on it with her high heels.

Alex, who was following Tom and Jean, looked up from the information on his phone screen. He looked at Peter coldly and said, "He's from the Sarim Family."

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Tom thought hard for a moment, "Sarim's family? I've never heard that name before." He asked in confusion.

"They are classified as the new rich and have 30 supermarket branches." Alex explained as he stepped into the room.

Tom looked at Peter in disbelief. His family only had a few branches and was already acting this way? Even the butler at Tom's house was richer than them!

Peter took turns looking at the men and his feelings grew even worse, "Who are you?!" He asked terrified.

They were able to find his personal information in just a few minutes and still treating him this rudely, they were clearly no ordinary people.

Tom snorted, "Don't care about that. I'm more curious about who dared touch my sister-in-law." He said coldly. He looked intimidating when he was not cheerful.

There were footsteps and Chris appeared in the doorway. He pressed the light switch, turning the room into full light, "Sorry I'm late." He said, trying to catch his breath.

Peter squinted until he got used to the light atmosphere. When he looked at the men gathered in the room, his face turned pale. He recognized all of them as people with power and influence in various fields of business.

Tom glanced at the horror-filled expression on Peter's face and turned to face Jean, "Bro, what are we supposed to do with this guy?" Tom sounded exactly like a mafia gang member talking to his boss.

Jean's dark blue eyes looked like a frozen ocean, "I don't want to hear Sarim's name anymore. Get rid of them all." His answer was short.

Peter's pale face turned blue when he heard this. That meant it was over for his family business. He did not know he'd offended the worst kind of men whose power and influence went unopposed!

Tom straightened up like a trained soldier, "On my way! You don't have to worry, I'll take care of everything!" He smiled broadly, hoping this was enough to make Jean forgive his negligence tonight.

Jean only gave Tom an icy glare before taking Lilia away from there. He suddenly shivered. He could read Jean's cold gaze and it said, 'Don't think you're forgiven?.'

Tom considered whether he should ask Lilia for help to defuse Jean's anger later. However, he still had some work to do right now.

The man turned to Peter and kicked him one more time, "Who sent you to do this? Tell me everything! If you dare to lie…" Tom glared at him, "… There will be no mercy for the Sarim Family!"

Hearing that, Peter desperately told him everything as if his life depended on the story.