She was just thankful for the wine bottle lying around that time. Had

Wacian not come to save her, God only knew what could have happened to her.

She was still deeply traumatized by the events that took place that night. Blair knew she would never forget that night.

The bodyguards had taught Mr. Hamilton a thorough Lesson before Blair arrived.

Wesley had called his father and told him what his son had done. The old man knew the consequence if he did not answer Wesley's demands. He was aware of the extent of Wesley's power; he knew his career would end in a snap. He gave Wesley the green light of teaching his son a lesson.

Mr. Hamilton knew he messed with the wrong person. His father would not help him this time. He'd always had his father get him out of his mess.

He lived an extravagant life with his father's power and wealth. His old man warned him not to piss off one guy: Wesley. Once he did, the

Hamilton family was surely destroyed.

His father chose the family over him. After all, he was only the youngest son. He had elder brothers more fitting to be heirs. Besides, his father had many other illegitimate children.

He dropped to his knees and pleaded, “Blair, please. I was wrong, and I admit that. Please forgive me. If you don't, my life will be over.

Blair, I swear if you forgive me, I'll be nice to you in the future

No, no. I'll do whatever you ask me to do. I promise."

Blair was startled by his sudden movements and moved closer to Wesley by instinct.

‘What did Wesley do to him? He Looks so frightened."

Damon and Curtis exchanged scornful smiles at the sight of Mr.

Hamilton.

"Blair's the wife of the youngest senior colonel. Normally, you'd want to get on her good side. This asshole probably didn't know what he was getting himself into when he messed with her, ' they both thought.

Damon stood up and took the cigarette pack. He went to Wesley to give him one, who was currently craving for a smoke. He closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead to ease the craving, but Damon's offer was not much of help.

He took a deep breath and told Damon calmly, "No, thanks. I quit smoking.”

Damon didn't buy it.

“You're kidding me, right?" Wesley was the heaviest smoker among them. Damon simply couldn't believe what he just heard.

‘Is giving up smoking that easy?’ he wondered.

“I must quit smoking for the sake of the next generation," Wesley replied in all seriousness.

Wesley cast a glance at Blair as he stated the reason he quit smoking.

‘Why is Wesley looking at me like that? I'm not part of the next generation, ' Blair thought. Apparently, his point went over her head.