Chapter 289 Make Her a Real Cripple!

Seeing Wilton still protecting Corona, Devon's lips were almost pressed into a straight line.

"Wilton, if you still consider me, Devon, as your brother, then stop protecting this malicious woman!"

"Devon, in my heart, she was never a malicious woman, she was the woman in this world who was most worthy of my love!"

Wilton paused, then spoke, "Devon, actually, it's quite easy for you to find out the truth about this matter. There are cameras all over this corridor. You can simply pull up the surveillance footage to see clearly who bullied whom tonight! Devon, do you dare to pull up the surveillance?!"

"Devon, did Corona really dump trash on me on purpose, you don't believe me, do you?"

Tears glistened in Linda's eyes, making her look pitiful. "Devon," she said, "I know I'm a cripple, unworthy of your trust. You should check the surveillance, it will prove my innocence."

"Linda, you fool, how could you say such nonsense! You saved my life, you are the most important person to me in this life, how could I possibly not believe you!"

After gently comforting Linda, Devon turned his face again, speaking coldly to Wilton, "No need to check the surveillance, I only trust Linda!"

"Devon, were you dead set on framing Corona today?!"

Wilton laughed, "Didn't you want to get the dirt off Linda?! Alright, I'll do it for her!"

Before Wilton spoke, the waiter he had instructed in advance had already brought a large basin of water in front of him.

He took the basin of water, and before Devon could figure out his intentions, he had already poured the entire basin of water down Linda's leg.

The water had ice in it, so naturally, it was extremely cold.

On this quiet winter day, even if it was as warm as spring inside the Lust Club, a large bucket of ice water was poured down. That feeling was not for fun.

Linda was shivering so much from the cold that for a moment, she felt as if her legs were not her own.

"Wilton!"

"Devon, so cold, I'm so cold... Devon, I feel so bad..."

Linda was trembling pitifully, looking utterly frail and vulnerable.

Wilton ignored Devon's furious outburst, instead turning to Linda with a smile, "Linda, aren't you paralyzed, with no feeling in your legs? How is it that you, a paralyzed person with no feeling in your legs, are afraid of ice water?!"

"I..."

Linda originally wanted to act pitifully, but after hearing Wilton's words, all her remaining words were choked back.

She was so preoccupied with being cold just now that she almost forgot, she still had to pretend to be disabled.

She could only try hard to put on a magnanimous appearance, holding Devon's arm and speaking softly, "Devon, actually, I'm fine. I know Corona must not have dumped the trash on me on purpose, she might... she might have just accidentally dumped it in the wrong place, you should stop being angry with her."

"Linda, are you really okay?" Devon saw Linda nod, "Then let's go back!"

Linda's eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at Devon. Her words just now were not really meant to stop him from disciplining Corona. Instead, she was using a strategy of retreating in order to advance, hoping to arouse his pity even more, so that he would discipline Corona even more harshly.

Who would have known he was so uncooperative, he actually just let Corona go like that?!

Then she dumped such stinky garbage on herself and even got half of her body doused with ice water, what was that all about?!

Linda knew that at this moment, she still had to continue playing the good person. But to let Corona off so easily, she was not willing.

She could only continue to shed tears in grievance, "Alright, Devon, let's go back. I'm fine, really fine... After all, I'm such a cripple, it's only right that I get bullied!"

Wilton was truly disgusted by Linda's hypocritical and affected demeanor.

He hooked up the corner of his mouth, staring at Linda with a smirk, "Yes, a cripple, Linda, you indeed are a cripple!"

"If you enjoy being a cripple so much, even if you're not, I, Wilton, will make sure you become a real one sooner or later!"

"Wilton!"

Others might have been afraid of Devon, but Wilton really wasn't.

He didn't pay any attention to his loud yelling, instead he continued to sneer and speak, "What's the matter, Devon, calling my name over and over, practicing your voice?!"

"Sorry, I really didn't have the leisure or mood to listen to your ranting here!"

Saying this, he abruptly picked up Corona sideways and quickly headed downstairs.

"Mr. Norton, I..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Wilton interrupted her, "I told you, call me by my name in the future."

"Wilton, put me down, I still have to work."

"You're hurt, I'll take you to the hospital!" Wilton didn't give Corona any chance to break free. He dominantly carried her forward. Seeing the red mark on her neck, he found it unspeakably glaring.

Corona wanted to say that she had to go to work and that she hadn't taken a leave yet. However, the manager of Lust Club, who was the shrewdest of the shrewd, had already come over obsequiously when he saw Wilton holding her. He said that her health was important and asked her to go home and rest. He even said that she could take a paid leave for the entire week.

The manager had said so, Corona couldn't even find an excuse to get away from Wilton, she could only let him carry her like a robber, heading towards the hospital.

Devon followed them like a shadow, his gaze firmly glued to Wilton and Corona.

Seeing Wilton lower his face, the expression on his face instantly turned cold as a thousand miles of ice.

Why were their faces so close?! Were they kissing?!

"Ah!"

He was so consumed with anger that he didn't even notice he was still holding onto the handles of Linda's wheelchair. With a sudden force in his hands, he directly tipped over her wheelchair.

It was not until Linda let out a painful scream that he suddenly snapped back to reality.

He hastily lifted her from the ground, "Linda, how are you?"

"Devon, I'm in so much pain, so much pain..."

Thinking of how badly Linda had been hurt, all because of him, he was overwhelmed with guilt. He couldn't even spare a thought for what Corona was doing with Wilton. Holding her, he quickly left the Lust Club.

Penelope said that seeing Linda fall clumsily to the ground was indescribably satisfying.

She hadn't even enjoyed a few seconds of relief when her wrist was rudely grabbed by Zackary.

In his eyes, there was a clear sense of urgency, "Penelope, you're bleeding! Has your wound opened up?!"

"Mr. Spencer, my affairs were none of your business!"

Listening to Penelope's cold voice, Zackary suddenly came back to his senses. That's right, they had broken up a long time ago, and she had repeatedly hurt Lola. It wasn't just a matter of reopening wounds, even if she died, she deserved it!

"Penelope, are you in a lot of pain right now? Let's go to the hospital!" Lyman had also noticed the injury on Penelope's wrist. He was heartbroken and held her as they headed downstairs.

"Penelope, stop right there!" Zackary didn't believe that Lyman and Penelope were siblings, so their closeness was particularly glaring in his eyes.

He quickly caught up, his face serious as he grabbed Penelope, "Penelope, let me treat your wound!"