Did Greta still deserve to be his heir?
"Anyway, Brent knew nothing about this," Greta gritted her teeth. "Please let him go and give him treatment!"
"Let him go? Then you will take his punishment," Barzini said with barely repressed anger.
Brent, half-conscious, raised himself on elbows when he heard it, stretching out his arm to pull Greta's pants.
"No, Greta... Don't…"
Greta looked at Barzini firmly. "Dad, send him to the doctor, please. I'll stay here and receive your punishment."
Her fearless remark made the look on Barzini's face cooler.
"Good!" He gestured to his men behind him.
Two bodyguards immediately helped Brent to his feet.
As Brent was taken away, he struggled weakly to stop and whispered, "Greta... I don't deserve you…"
Greta looked at the young man who was bathed in blood and dirt.