Avery kicked Vivian in the chest heavily, and Vivian felt so painful. After being kicked away, she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Her back hit the corner of the sofa, and then she fell to the ground. The intense pain made her tremble.
But no matter how painful she was, she could no longer care about it. She looked at Avery who suddenly appeared in front of her in disbelief. She could not understand why Avery was there since she had been so careful all the way there.
Moreover, he had come down the stairs, so he should have come earlier than her.
Avery lifted Vivian's chin with the tips of his leather shoes and then crushed her hand that was grabbing the knife, his face filled with disgust and anger.
"You filthy thing!"
The bodyguards who quickly came down had controlled Jax, who was drunk, and the man Jax had brought over.