Chương 35: THROW THEM INTO THE STREET, RIGHT NOW!

"Where did you hide my daughter?" — — Javier Santamarina shouted

The security guard stopped Javier Santamarina, without allowing him to approach, Izan Marsans raised his hand. His eyes were calm as he looked at that despicable man Javier Santamarina.

At that moment, the cowardly Javier felt as if he were not seeing a young man in front of him, but a bloodthirsty demon that had emerged from a mountain of corpses. Izan Marsans' aura was strong.

It was so strong that Javier Santamarina didn't even dare to breathe. A shiver ran down his spine. He could feel his weak knees. He had cold sweat on his palms.

—"Give me back, my daughter!" Javier Santamarina, even so, had the guts, he roared pitifully. Izan Marsans' cold and thin lips twitched slightly. Then he spoke: "Your daughter? Mr. Santamarina, do you have proof when he claims that Amaranta is his daughter?"

—Javier replied: "She is the proof. My blood flows through her veins. I gave her life."

—"Are you really such a shameless man?" —Amaranta was almost 18 years old. If Santamarina really wanted to recognize her as her daughter, why would she wait 18 years? The fact that Amaranta's grandmother did not allow her to recognize her was just an excuse.

"No, I have made a mistake in the expression, you are shameless and shameless as well as shameless." Izan, after his internal reflections, ignored Javier Santamarina, who suddenly turned pale. Izan turned around and said to the guards:

— "Escort this man. If he comes back, mercilessly take him out of the hospital again! If he comes back more than three times, he will break his legs…"

The bodyguard replied: "Yes, Mr. Marsans, as you ordered."

Javier Santamarina asked out loud, "What right did the man have to treat him like that?"

Ring! The lift rang and the doors opened.

Before he could react as soon as the lift ring rang opening the gates, he was thrown inside, Óscar Roing and Ana Santamarina were inside chatting and laughing. When they saw Javier being thrown inside without mercy. —"Dad, are you okay?"—Ana asked worried.

Inside the lift, Ana Santamarina, letting tears fall so quickly, as only she knew how, helped her father regain her composure. Ana did not waste time, she looked at Izan Marsans with a face of agony and immense sadness.

"You… How dare you treat my dad like this?"

Óscar held Mr. Javier's other arm. His heart was full of hatred and disgust towards Amaranta. Did that wild country brat think he could do whatever he wanted now that he had the backing of a rich man?

Izan Marsans turned around coldly. He couldn't be bothered to waste his precious time on these people who were less than nothing in his eyes. Just as Izan turned around, Ana ran out of the lift. She wanted to demand an explanation from Izan Marsans.

Something happened so inspired and fast that they didn't see it coming, Izan Marsans stopped and dragged his long leg to stop Ana Santamarina from approaching where they were, with such momentum this woman fell silent.

Óscar ran to Ana and picked her up. Her eyes were full of anger.

Izan Marsans' attack might have looked impressive, but it did not hit any of his vital organs.

However, even so, Ana Santamarina's beautiful face was pale from her fright.

Izan Marsans walked past Ana and Óscar with a distant expression. He then calmly wrote a check before bending down to put it in Ana's hand. "For his medical bills. There's no need to thank me," he said condescendingly.

Ana's face turned red with anger. Izan Marsans' action was a slap in her face.

Tears of humiliation ran down her face. Now they were truly achieved, tears of anger, contained rage, hatred. — "How.? How could he humiliate her like that?"

Óscar Roing snatched the check from Ana and tore it into pieces in front of Izan Marsans. This was too insulting! Pieces of paper fell to the floor. Ana Santamarina looked at Izan Marsans' face. This was a face she would never forget. Her eyes were like the brightest stars in the night sky, illuminating the darkest parts of her heart.

"I don't care who you are. Apologize to Ana right now."

Oscar would definitely not tolerate Izan Marsans treating Ana like this in front of him. He wouldn't let it go. Oscar, do you know where the last person who made me apologize is?"

Izan Marsans' statement was full of dangerous promises. Currently, they were in the capital, and Oscar Roing dared to make Izan Marsans apologize.

The last person who made Izan Marsans apologize was in jail, and he had been there for the last five years. —"You hurt someone for no reason!"

Oscar wanted to hurry. Even though he knew that Izan Marsans' status was special and that.

He was a powerful man, he wanted to go all out and do something for his girl, even once. He hated himself for not having enough power right now to face this man.

—"Oscar, I'm fine." —"I have no problem, you are no match for him. Don't go…"

"Ana, how can I let him bully you? Do you think his family owns this hospital? Can he do whatever he wants without regard to the law?"

Oscar's voice was strong. He was agitated and furious. People called him "Mr. Roing" when he was in his father's city too.

Anyone who saw him treated him with respect.

Since Oscar Roing was born, no one had dared to behave so arrogantly in front of him. Furthermore, this man hurt the girl he loved the most. If he tolerated this, could he even be called a man?… On the other hand. In her mind, Ana couldn't help but compare Óscar to Izan.

Remember her mother's advice, that a woman should always choose the husband who can offer the most, who has the most and who can have her like a queen, so that she can have enough and never lack anything, belonging to high society.

That was why Ana studied a lot, and she continued playing the violin until now, even though she didn't like it.

If she had not learned to play the violin, Capital University would not have made an exception and she would have accepted her.

Ana was very observant, so she deduced that Izan Marsans. Maybe he was a big shot in the capital… If Oscar offended him, he would be making things difficult for himself.

— But Oscar continued with his absurd tirades.

—"Then what happens if he is from the capital? Even those from the capital have to obey the law," she emphasized.

— Izan laughs cheekily and coldly at Oscar's words. She couldn't be bothered to talk to someone unimportant like Oscar. She continues to talk to a man who doesn't work for her, the only neuron he surely keeps alive in his brain. It's an insult to his own intelligence.

Whereupon Izan Marsans turned around and addressed her guards. "Add these two to the list. If they come back, throw them out. If they come more than three times, break their legs," he ordered.

Ana couldn't bear to be intimidated by Izan Marsans' domineering aura for some reason. Despite everything, she felt hopelessly attracted to this man.

Izan heard Amaranta's lilting footsteps behind him, and his cold expression slowly began to change to a very different one.

Ana Santamarina was observing Izan's beautiful face, when she witnessed the change in Izan Marsans' behaviour as soon as Amaranta appeared. She is, she approached Izan's side. She then commented: "Don't bow to the level of these unimportant people. Your health is important. Come on." Amaranta, in a confident and calm manner, held Izan Marsans' wrist, and he just made a sound of agreement.

And Ana, in a moment of anger and rage, shouted "Sister, are you really not going to forgive dad? What do you want us to do before forgiving each other?!"

Izan, as if that sound were from a mosquito, said subtly: "That sound is loud!"

Javier Santamarina's eyes were full of disappointment…