Chapter 91 Clarissa, It's Me
One of them had got the key and stepped forward to open the door.
After a "click" sound, the locked door was immediately opened.
Almost as soon as the door opened, everyone turned their backs in unison.
As long as they thought of the scenes that might happen in the box, they couldn't bear to see it.
However, Anderson just stood there quietly, not moving at all.
Someone noticed that something was wrong and looked back suspiciously.
The next second, his eyes widened in surprise.
In the box, four strong men lay on the ground. Everyone's head was bleeding. One of them lost a finger and he was in a coma. The blood permeated the carpet and dyed the beige carpet dark red.
Clarissa shrank on the sofa with a broken wine bottle in her hand.
She hugged her knees and curled up on the sofa. Her hair was disheveled, and her arms were full of wounds. There were bloodstains on her hand which was holding the wine bottle, it seemed that her hand was scratched by the glass.
Hearing the noise, she looked at the door in a trance.
Her mind was in a mess, but she showed an alert look subconsciously. She immediately sat up like a frightened rabbit.
"Who's that?"
Anderson lifted his leg and walked in step by step.
"Do not come here!"
Clarissa growled.
She was out of her mind. The alcohol and drug effect made her awkward and confused.
However, she held the bottle high, like a female warrior who was charging forward, defending herself firmly and would not fall down until the last moment.
Anderson was worried when he saw her. When he passed a man lying on the ground, he stepped on his hand without mercy.
"Ah!"
A scream sounded again.
Hearing the scream, Clarissa's body trembled, and her entire back arched.
Waving the wine bottle in her hand at random, she stared at her front but her eyes were washed-out. She roared in a hoarse voice, "Don't come here! Otherwise I will kill you!"
Anderson continued to walk forward.
Clarissa seemed to realize that the enemies this time were no longer as easy to deal with as the ones just now, so she fumbled for her phone in a panic.
"I will tell Anderson. I will find Anderson. Don't come here, otherwise Anderson won't let you go! He will kill you... Ah!"
Anderson held her hand all of a sudden.
"Let go of me!"
"Clarissa, it's me."
While trying to hold her waving hands, he took care not to touch the wounds on her hand.
He said in a low and hoarse voice, "Don't be afraid, Clarissa. It's me. I'm here."
Clarissa kept struggling, as if she couldn't hear anything and see anything. While struggling, she waved the bottle at him.
"Don't come here..."
David stood at the door with horror. For several time, Anderson was almost scratched by the glass on the bottle because he was afraid of hurting Clarissa.
He said, "Mr. Jordan, how about letting the bodyguard do this? Miss Chapman is not conscious now if she hurts you..."
Anderson acted as if he didn't hear what David said. He exerted himself and snatched the wine bottle from Clarissa's hand, and then forcefully hugged her into his arms.
"Clarissa, it's me. I'm Anderson. Don't be afraid. I'm here."
He kept repeating such simple and monotonous words. After a long time, Clarissa finally calmed down a bit.
She looked up at his face in disbelief. Her pretty face was full of tears at the moment. There was flush on her cheeks, making her look indescribably depressed and awkward.
"Anderson, is it you?"
"It's me." Anderson looked at her affectionately and held her hand to touch his face.
"If you don't believe me, touch my face. I'm Anderson."
There was still blood on Clarissa's fingers. She touched his eyebrows, his straight nose and thin lips.
She suddenly burst into tears.
Throwing herself into his arms, she hugged his waist tightly.
"It's really you! Woo-woo... You're finally here! Why do you come so late! Do you know that I was almost..."
"I know."
Anderson hugged her tightly, held the back of her head, and pressed her head into his arms.
"Don't worry. It's okay now. You are very brave, and they didn't hurt you."
"Woo woo... I'm so scared..."
"Don't be afraid. I'm here, and no one dares bully you."
Clarissa nodded while sobbing. Anderson's shirt was stained with her tears and snot, but he didn't care about it. He took off his coat and wrapped her, and then he carried her in his arms.
"Don't worry. I will take you home, okay?"
"Okay."
Clarissa buried her head in his arms, and then Anderson walked out.
When he reached the door, he paused, and said with no expression, "Disable the four of them. I don't want to see them again in Visstead."
Other people's hearts trembled as they replied in a hurry, "No problem."
"It's time to give a lesson to the Duncan family. David, make an announcement ts that we'll stop all our cooperation with the Duncan Group. Anyone who cooperates with the Duncan family will be my enemy."
David was shocked, and he nodded quickly, "Okay."
Anderson didn't stay anymore and left with Clarissa.
It wasn't until his figure completely disappeared from the elevator that David raised his head and looked at the four men lying in the room coldly.
He sneered, and said to the bodyguards behind him, "Since they have seen something they shouldn't see and have touched someone they shouldn't hurt, their eyes and hands should be disabled. You know what to do, right?"
Several bodyguards responded immediately, "Yes."
"Take them out! After all, this is a society ruled by law."
After saying this, David smiled sarcastically.
David also left after ordering them.
He was busy informing others about the termination of cooperation with the Duncan Group, and he had no time to stay here.
At the same time, Anderson got into the car with Clarissa in his arms. He put her in the passenger seat and wore the seat belt for her before he walked to the other side and sat on the driver's seat.
"Anderson, I'm so uncomfortable. It's so hot."
Clarissa kept pulling Anderson's coat which wrapped around her shoulders.
Her face blushed, and her eyes were blurred.
Seeing her like this, Anderson's eyes darkened.
He reached out, covered her with the coat, and said in a deep voice, "Hold on. I will send you to the hospital right now."
He started the car, and drove at a high speed.
Clarissa only felt very uncomfortable.
There seemed to be a fire in her body, and she felt so hot that she almost couldn't stand it.
She rubbed against the chair. Somehow, she got close to Anderson and immediately hugged him, as if she had found an iceberg.
"Anderson... Shall we not go to the hospital? I am so hot... I want to drink water..."
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