After Prison I Rushed into Marriage with a Comatose Tycoon-Chapter 50: You’re Not Worthy

"You still want to sleep with me? I guess that fall wasn’t hard enough." Eliza Sutton’s lips curved into a smirk, her eyes filled with a bone-deep chill.

"Whoa, she’s a feisty one."

"She’ll be meek enough once she’s in Master Willow’s bed. Women like her are just like wild mares—they need to be broken!"

The others catcalled, clearly thinking no one could actually refuse Ivan Willow.

"Well said! Once I’ve fucked her into submission, I’ll bring her back out to show you all just how tame she can be!" Ivan Willow reached for Eliza Sutton, the malice in his eyes practically spilling out.

Eliza Sutton’s brows furrowed. She suddenly kicked out.

Ivan Willow hit the ground and rolled several meters before tumbling down the steps, finally stopping when he slammed into a car.

Ivan Willow’s cronies were stunned, staring at Eliza Sutton as if she were a dead woman walking.

’Is this woman crazy?’

The Willow Family had become a major power in recent years, one of the top two wealthiest families in Seabourne. To make matters worse, Ivan Willow was their only son, and his family doted on him as if he were the apple of their eye.

Everyone who associated with Ivan Willow handled him with kid gloves. No one would dare lay a finger on him.

And now, Eliza Sutton had not just hit him, but beaten him this badly.

Amelia Sutton was hiding nearby, watching in secret. She had long suspected that Eliza Sutton’s temper would inevitably lead to a clash with Ivan Willow.

She knew that if Eliza provoked Ivan Willow, she would be in for a world of hurt, but she had never imagined Eliza would actually beat him up.

A smile spread across Amelia Sutton’s face.

’Offending Ivan Willow is the same as offending the entire Willow Family. When they come knocking on her door, I’d love to see just how she dies!’

Eva Monroe was also dumbfounded.

’Even though he totally deserved it, and that was a fantastic kick...’ But this was Ivan Willow, after all. He was the sole heir to the vast Willow Family fortune, and they cherished him beyond measure.

’Now that Eliza’s beaten him this badly, she’s definitely in for some serious trouble.’

"Let’s go! We have to get out of here!" Eva Monroe grabbed Eliza Sutton’s arm and rushed down the steps.

Seeing Eliza Sutton about to flee, Ivan Willow gritted his teeth against the pain and forced himself up. As she passed, he lunged and grabbed her wrist. "Running? You think you can just injure me and run? In your dreams!"

Eliza Sutton looked down at him. "I guess that last kick didn’t hurt enough. Let go."

Ivan Willow shuddered. In that moment, he felt Eliza Sutton was even more terrifying than his own father. The fear was so intense that his hand went slack.

Realizing he’d just been intimidated by a woman, Ivan Willow flushed with shame and fury. "You little bitch! You refused to do this the easy way, so now you’ll do it the hard way!"

"The hard way?" Eliza Sutton chuckled, then kicked him again.

Ivan Willow crashed hard against the wall behind him and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You’re not even worthy."

Eliza Sutton said coolly, then took Eva Monroe’s hand and walked away.

She left a scene of utter chaos in her wake.

"Master Willow, are you alright?"

"Ambulance! Call an ambulance, quick!"

"Someone call the Willow Family! Master Willow has been beaten up!"

Woody and a pale, gaunt man known as Night Owl stood at a distance, having witnessed the entire scene.

Having seen it all, Night Owl immediately started to walk over, but Woody grabbed him before he could take a single step.

"What are you doing?"

"Going to kill that Willow bastard," Night Owl said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "He got his ass kicked, so he’s definitely going to cause trouble for the Boss. It’s better to just get rid of him than to let him run around making a nuisance of himself."

He started to move again.

"No, no, no!" Woody quickly pulled him back. Seeing Night Owl’s confused look, he took a deep breath. "The Boss isn’t our old Boss anymore. You know her biggest wish is to find her son and live a normal life."

Night Owl nodded, still looking confused. "So what does that have to do with me killing this little pervert?"

Woody felt his scalp tingle. He spoke with grave importance, "Of course it’s related! The Boss just had a run-in with that Willow guy, and then he suddenly turns up dead. If the police investigate, they’ll definitely look into her. What if they blow her cover? Can she still live a quiet life then?"

Night Owl answered honestly, "No, she couldn’t."

"Exactly. Even you know that. So you’d be messing things up for her, even with good intentions. The Boss would definitely not be happy."

Night Owl’s expression relaxed, but he was still annoyed. "So we just let that Willow bastard cause trouble for the Boss?"

"Of course not. We can go warn the Willow Family. Let them know there are some people you can afford to provoke, and some you can’t."

Night Owl thought for a moment, finally nodding. "I’ll go myself," he added.

He said it with murderous intent.

...

「Inside the Ferrari.」

"Turn at the next intersection," Eva Monroe said. "Pull over by that park."

"A date?" Eliza Sutton joked.

"I wish. I’ve arranged for someone to come see the car."

"See the car? You’re selling the Ferrari? Why? I thought you loved this car."

"I’m selling it so you’ll have money to get away," Eva Monroe said. "You can go abroad. No matter how powerful the Willow Family is, their influence ends at the border. You can stay away for eight or ten years, just don’t come back."

"That’s not necessary."

"What do you mean, ’not necessary’? If you dare argue with me at a time like this, I’ll knock your block off!" Eva Monroe shook her fist, trying to look fierce, then her tone became serious again. "Isla Sutton, the Willow Family is really difficult to deal with, and that Ivan Willow is a complete scoundrel who doesn’t play by any rules. You have to go lay low, and quickly."

"It’s really not necessary. Have you forgotten? I’m married to Shane Lockwood now. Even if I’m just a bride meant to bring good luck, I’m still the Lockwood Family’s Mistress. So what if I beat up Ivan Willow? Besides, he was the one in the wrong. He deserved it."

"That’s right! You’re married to Yama Lockwood!" Eva Monroe’s face suddenly lit up. "No matter how powerful the Willow Family is, they still have to kneel before the Lockwood Family. This is great! You don’t have to run for your life!"

Eliza Sutton smiled. "Yes. Don’t worry, nothing will happen."

Eva Monroe nodded, her expression relaxing considerably.

Eliza Sutton pulled up to the gates of the Lockwood Estate. Eva Monroe then got in the driver’s seat and drove away.

Just as Eva Monroe drove off, Eliza received a call from Woody. After listening to his plan, she said, "Good. I’ll leave it to you. And make sure the Willows know to keep a tight leash on their precious heir. If he crosses my path again, I can’t guarantee I won’t make him the last of his line."

Her casual tone was laced with chilling, murderous intent.

"Mommy."

At the sound of the childish voice, a small figure came running toward her.

Eliza Sutton hung up and caught Emmett Lockwood as he leaped into her arms.

"Didn’t I tell you to go to bed early? Why aren’t you asleep?"

Emmett Lockwood sighed, pointing a tiny finger at his own chest. "Mommy, I wanted to, but my heart wouldn’t listen. It missed you."

Eliza Sutton couldn’t help but laugh at Emmett’s words.

She never would have guessed that Shane Lockwood, the infamous Yama Lockwood, could have such an adorable son.

Suddenly, she thought of Theo.

’If I find Theo, will he be this affectionate with me, too?’

...

"President Lockwood!"

"Mr. Lockwood!"

A slender figure rushed toward Shane Lockwood, leaving a trail of perfume in her wake.