Irresistible Revenge: A Romance

Chapter 1576

Chapter 1576

Chapter 1576:

A second slap landed, rougher this time. Blood trickled from the edge of Joseph’s mouth, but he didn’t step

aside.

Jules snapped, “I told you—move!”

Still, Joseph held his ground, and the security team hesitated, torn. These men were all members of the McCoy

family, after all. Years of serving the family had left the staff wary of taking sides in such bitter power struggles.

Joseph refused to budge. “I've told you already. Mr. McCoy is—"

Before he could finish, Ethan's fist landed hard, knocking him off balance. Years of training made Ethan's blows

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brutal, and Joseph collapsed onto the ground.

Before he could rise, a shoe pressed down on his leg. A sharp cry of pain echoed down the hallway.

Meanwhile, inside the house, Hamilton was still on a call.

The voice on the other end was giving him an update on McCoy Group's latest troubles. Hamilton heard the

scream outside and was about to hang up when the caller said, “Mr. McCoy, there's one more thing. I'm not sure

if 1 should mention it.”

Hamilton urged, “Spit it out.”

“It's about Daniela...”

But whatever news there was about Daniela, Hamilton never heard it. The door flew open as Josh stormed in.

Hamilton's gaze narrowed in annoyance as he set the phone down, missing the rest of the intelligence officer's

report.

“Daniela’s been unusually tired these days. We don’t know if it’s just exhaustion or pregnancy. Judging by the

recent changes in her eating habits, the latter seems more likely.”

Hamilton barely caught a word from the phone. The chaos outside had his full attention.

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His eyes locked on Joseph, his loyal secretary of many years, now lying battered on the ground, a thin line of

blood at his lips.

Turning to the security detail, Hamilton gave an order. “Get Joseph to the hospital. Now.”

The bodyguards didn’t hesitate, quickly lifting Joseph and carrying him out of sight.

Still in his relaxed hclothes, Hamilton lowered himself onto the sofa, his tone sharp and icy. “You stormed

into my house like this and roughed up my secretary. What's next? Planning to shoveaside too?”

They had been living in their own arrogance for so long, they'd forgotten the humility it took to actually ask for

help.

The McCoy brothers traded uneasy glances. Their need to save their dignity overshadowed everything else,

leading to an awkward silence. Hamilton watched them, knowing their patterns all too well.

In the past, he'd always let things slide for the sake of family. Lately, though, it felt like he was the only one who

cared about that bond.

Since nobody seemed willing to speak first, Hamilton wasn’t about to make it easy on them. He sat back, coffee

in hand, waiting.