Chapter 51
~ Hailey ~
"What the f**k happened?" Derek was so confused as he rushed over to help the weak, bloodied Dante sit up against a desk. His hands hovered uncertainly over Dante's injuries, like he wasn't sure where to touch that wouldn't cause more pain. "Sir, are you... should I call an ambulance?"
Dante just groaned, spitting blood onto the floor.
I stood there, frozen, trying to process what had just happened in less than a minute. My mind kept replaying it on loop—Navine pulling Dante away, the first punch, the second, the third, the relentless fury of it. The blood. The sound of fist meeting flesh over and over again.
Was that how much Navine hated perverts like Dante? Was that normal CEO behavior when discovering an employee harassing another employee?
No. No, it wasn't
