Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 411: "Damn it!" cursed one of the men, his frustration boiling over as he found no weakness in Collin's guard.

In a moment of desperation, he spotted a wooden stick on the floor.

Seizing it, he swung viciously at Collin's head, driven by blind fury.

"No, stop!" Gorman's voice thundered in a panic. He had clearly instructed them to spare Collin's life.

Was the man before him deaf to reason?

But his plea hung futile in the air.

With a foreboding calm, Collin's eyes narrowed as he raised his arm, bracing for impact.

The stick crashed against his arm with a resonant sound, the impact echoing the grim reality of the strike.

Collin emitted a stifled groan, his body quivering as he suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

His hand gripped the throbbing pain in his arm, yet his eyes remained steely.

With swift motion, Collin's foot connected with the henchman wielding the stick, knocking him to the floor and disarming him.

The chill in Collin's demeanor was unmistakable.

The room's occupants were frozen, taken aback by Collin's daunting aura.

They had not anticipated Collin's resilience, withstanding the wooden stick's strike without a wince.

A mix of fear and regret momentarily washed over the faces of Gorman's crew.

Realizing the danger, they didn't linger, hastily deserting Gorman in their rush to escape.

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To them, no employment justified risking their lives.

Gorman found a grim humor in the turn of events.

He had believed that the strike would immobilize Collin.

Witnessing Collin endure without faltering brought a hint of disappointment to Gorman.

Before long, Gorman found himself almost alone, surrounded only by a handful of his most devoted men.

"What's our next move, boss?" asked a worried subordinate.

Gorman hissed in anger, "A complete waste! All of you, and not one could subdue Collin."

Fury simmered within Gorman at that moment.

His eyes bore into Collin with venomous intent. "Fine, I'll handle him myself."

Raising a note of caution, the subordinate said, "Boss, remember your shoulder's still not healed."

Gorman waved off the concern with a cold look toward Collin's damaged arm, saying deliberately, "He took a hit from the stick. His arm's clearly broken, completely out of-"

"Commission. I've got this." Despite Collin's proven skills, Gorman felt sure of his own abilities, having survived multiple attempts on his life.

He saw blood trickling from Collin's wound, bolstering his confidence. He was convinced of the uselessness of Collin's arm.

Furthermore, Collin had been engaged in combat for an extended period, which must have drained much of his energy.

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