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Chapter 1350 - Chapter 1350 Chapter 1350 Treating Human Lives as Worthless

Chapter 1350: Chapter 1350: Treating Human Lives as Worthless as Grass Chapter 1350: Chapter 1350: Treating Human Lives as Worthless as Grass Caleb Mamet’s tone sounded gentle, but his words were chilling.

Mrs. Taylor stared at the man in front of her, who seemed like a demon, her teeth chattering. What did he say he would do?

Wesley Taylor was the Brooke family’s young master. Although he had a damaged brain due to illness and the family head didn’t like him much, his status was still there. He had been satisfied with whatever he wanted since he was a child. But now, all he wanted was a woman, who he hadn’t even gotten yet, and Caleb wanted one of his hands?

Before Mrs. Taylor could say anything, Wesley burst into a wild laugh, “You really think you can take one of my hands, just like that? I am the young master of the Brooke family! If you dare harm me, you’ll face the fury of the Brookes! I’ll just sit right here – if you’ve got the nerve, come take my hand!”

An overwhelming fear swept over Mrs. Taylor, “Wesley, don’t…”

Before she could finish, Caleb sneered, “Since Mr. Taylor insists, then I shall oblige.”

Mrs. Taylor felt a shiver in her heart and struggled to get up, wanting to stop him. But she saw Sean Price swiftly rush in front of Wesley like a phantom.

Wesley sat in his chair, his eyes filled with disdain and arrogance. As the young master of the Brooke family, he had never known fear. What’s more, this was Yittaland’s Brooke family; should Caleb really cut off his hand, he wouldn’t leave Yittaland alive. Could it be that for a woman, Caleb would risk his own life?

“Ah–!!”

Wesley’s smug, crazed expression froze instantly. As the sound of a breaking bone reached his ears, followed by an intense pain that engulfed his entire body, he stared at his fat wrist, twisted in an unnatural position.

Caleb remained unfazed, a faint smile in his eyes, “I didn’t expect Mr. Taylor to be so generous. However, I am not in a position to take your hand right now. Keep it for the time being, and when I have time, I’ll come to collect it.”

Wesley was sweating cold beads of sweat from the pain, clutching his broken hand, and wailing.

Did Caleb really want his hand? And he even said he would come back for it when he had time?

“Caleb! Enough is enough!” Mrs. Taylor, seeing her son on the brink of death, had her blood boiling, her eyes red with fury, and her body twisting as she screamed at Caleb, “If you want revenge, come for me! Why hurt my child? He has the mind of a ten-year-old, still just a child. Do you feel good picking on him?”

“He’s a child?”

Caleb retorted, his eyes suddenly turning cold. The faint smile on his lips instantly vanished, replaced by an unfathomable and chilling gaze, “Can a child abuse and kill women? Can a child treat human life like dirt? Mrs. Taylor, by indulging her child in evil deeds, I can help teach him a lesson so that he doesn’t make a great mistake in the future.”

Mrs. Taylor’s eyes flashed with rage, her heart aching, “You–”

“I just wanted one hand from Mr. Taylor, a small lesson. But if Mrs. Taylor is unhappy about this and angers me further, it might not be as simple as a hand anymore.”

Mrs. Taylor swallowed back the words she was about to say, her face turning pale with fury, only able to glare at Caleb with hatred.

Caleb slowly rose, looking down on the wailing man in front of him and snorted coldly. He then walked out of the room.

Sean Price looked at the two people covered in cold sweat on their foreheads and spoke coldly, “Mrs. Taylor, you’ve seen our President’s methods. I hope you can teach Mr. Taylor properly. Before our President leaves Yittaland, he will find time to collect Mr. Taylor’s hand.”

Only after the duo left the room did Wesley realize the severity of the situation, wailing in pain, “Ah! My hand hurts so much! I can’t let them get away with this!”

Mrs. Taylor hung her head, shivering all over, her back soaked with sweat.

She had heard rumors about Caleb’s cruelty but hadn’t believed them. When she first met Caleb, he seemed gentle and kind. At that time, she thought the rumors were false. Now, she finally believed.

The Brooke family had been developing in Yittaland for a century, but in just a few years, nearly half of their sphere of influence had been taken over by Willie Novak. If she didn’t compete and struggle, where would she and her son stand in the family in the future?

It was already difficult enough to deal with Willie Novak, but now there was Caleb, who turned out to be even more ruthless. Without a word, he broke Wesley’s hand!

Mrs. Taylor was furious. However, she was well aware that at the moment, she was no match for Caleb. Listening to Wesley’s curses, she yelled without regard for her appearance, “Let them go? Do you have that kind of strength?”