In that moment, Bill pulled out a metal rod and approached Zaz. Despite Zaz’s desperate pleas for mercy, Bill lifted the rod high and swung it down with incredible force.

Crack!

Zaz’s right kneecap was shattered instantly, resulting in a comminuted fracture that would be nearly impossible to recover from.

In agony, Zaz yelped, but Charlie was far from finished. “We can’t stop here. Breaking one leg still leaves him able to limp on the other. I want him permanently crippled!”

Bill nodded and raised the metal rod again. Moments later, another loud crack echoed as it hit Zaz’s left knee. Zaz writhed on the ground, screaming for help, his body on the brink of shock.

Don Albert barked an order. “Bill, stuff something in his mouth. His screams will only irritate Mr. Wade!”

“Yes, Don Albert!” Bill complied, shoving pieces of gauze into Zaz’s mouth as he curled up into a ball on the floor.

Jerome, pale and trembling, knelt and pleaded, “Charlie… I mean, Mr. Wade. I was wrong! I shouldn’t have let my mouth run wild. Please forgive me!”

Lily was equally terrified. As soon as Jerome began begging, she quickly dropped to her knees, apologizing fervently.

But Charlie merely scoffed. “Do you really think begging will save you? You two are just adorable!”

Fear gripped them both. Suddenly, several men in black entered the room, bringing with them two middle-aged men bound and helpless.

The two men appeared to be on the verge of despair.

As the men in black threw them to the ground, they bowed to Charlie. “Mr. Wade, we’ve brought who you requested!”

Jerome and Lily nearly fainted at the sight—the two men were their fathers, Dylan Hunt and Lawson Lewis.

Charlie took a bucket of cold water and drenched them. Once they regained consciousness, Charlie asked Lawson, “Mr. Lewis, did you know your daughter was being a wh*re and cheating on her fiancé?”

Lawson, terrified and still shaken from earlier, shook his head vigorously. “I didn’t know, I swear!”

Charlie nodded. “You didn’t know? Isn’t that a failure on your part as a father? Bill, break his left kneecap! Just as you did to that other scoundrel!”

“Understood!” Bill replied, turning to his men. “Hold him down!”

Lawson screamed in fear, “No! Someone, please help me!”

Lily cried out, “Dad!”

But without hesitation, Bill smashed Lawson’s kneecap as he was restrained.

“Ah…” Lawson would have preferred a quick death. Instead, his kneecap was shattered, leaving him with an injury that would never heal.

Charlie repeated his question. “Let me ask you again: were you aware of your daughter’s infidelity?”

Lawson sobbed uncontrollably. “I knew, I did. It’s my fault, I promise to discipline her from now on…”

Charlie huffed. “So you were aware. Why didn’t you intervene? You knew your daughter was causing trouble and did nothing. Doesn’t that make you a failure as a father?”

Then, he ordered, “Bill, cripple his other leg!”