"You almost killed her," Moros said, gripping him by the collar.
Moros' men stepped forward, protecting their leader.
"It was an accident. The clients got too carried away." Apex explained but received another punch from Moros.
Apex spitted the blood in his mouth, chuckling." It's not like she didn't like it." He said, noticing the confused look on Moros's face.
"She didn't tell the truth. Didn't she?" Apex asked, amused.
"Speak," Moros demanded.
"She used to work as a stripper before I found her. Reia was born a wh–" He couldn't finish his words as a third punch landed on his face, knocking him out for good.
The maids and servants, even the housekeeper, dared not to move fearing getting caught by this man's anger, watching as climbed the stairs.
Straightening himself, he walked towards the stairs.
"Ready the car," Moros ordered his men as he climbed the stairs.
