Jeff took the gun from one of his bodyguards and pointed it at Chelsea's forehead. "I should punish you for this insolence." He moved his aim toward Mrs. Davis. "Or should I punish your mother for not educating you properly?" The gun moved toward Mr. Davis. "Or should it be your father to pay the price because he brought you here?"
Jeff looked at Chelsea coldly while pressing the barrel of the gun on her forehead. "I can do much more than just pulling the trigger, Miss Davis. I can erase you, and no one will dare to ask if Davis family ever existed. Do you understand?"
Jeff narrowed his eyes at non-responsive Chelsea. "Do. You. Understand?"
She nodded weakly.
"Good." Jeff lowered the gun and gave it back to the bodyguard. He gestured with his hand and the other bodyguards kept their guns back in the holsters.
Chelsea's knees gave up and she plopped on the floor while her eyes stared without focus in front of her.
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