Chapter 287 Not Your Choice

• The thought of them laying a hand on Sandra ignited something dark in Hendrick's chest. Without a second thought, he grabbed Gerard by the throat, his fingers digging in with brutal force. "You think I'm going to give you that chance?" His voice was cold, a razor's edge of fury behind it.
• Around them, Gerard's men tensed, ready to move. But they were too slow. Hendrick's grip held Gerard fast.
• With a lazy grunt, Gerard pushed himself up, rubbing his neck where Hendrick's hand had left its mark. The grin on his face didn't fade. "If Mr. Nights can keep her locked down, never letting her slip away, then I won't have a shot. But if there's even the smallest opening, trust me, Sandra's the one who'll pay."