Wayne Bailey gripped the handgun, pressing it against Prince Mitchell's chin. Anna Jadwin turned her head back, shouting in disbelief, "Wayne Bailey, don't do anything reckless!"
The gun slid down along Prince Mitchell's chest, over his lower abdomen, and to his crotch.
Prince Mitchell was so scared that his face turned ashen, his legs weak, not even daring to plead for mercy...
Wayne Bailey shifted his body slightly, blocking Anna Jadwin's view.
Then, a violent gunshot sound!
In the silent dining room, gasps of panic could be heard.
Wayne Bailey's cuff and the remaining glove were splattered with blood.
He coldly tossed the gun to a bodyguard, removed the glove and threw it down: "From the moment you even thought about my woman, you ceased to be innocent."
Prince Mitchell, covering his bleeding crotch, knelt on the ground and fainted on the spot.
Anna Jadwin's hands and feet turned cold, as she rushed to him...
