He had a history with Graham.
Graham had once sent his men to kill Nathan in the mountains near Gliethien. They had seriously injured him, delaying his return home.
By the time Nathan made it back, Lucinda had already taken over the Roberts Group.
If it weren’t for Lucinda and the complications it would bring, Nathan would have happily engaged in a real fight with Graham.
Sick as he was, Graham had come to mock him. With Lucinda absent, there was no need for Nathan to feign politeness towards Graham.
The room’s spectacle soon ended thanks to Cyrus’ intervention. Graham swung his ‘weapon,’ attempting to strike Nathan.
The zip of the ‘weapon’ resonated in the air and the feathers scattered and drifted to the floor.
Graham looked fierce, but he refrained from hitting Nathan.
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Nathan covered his mouth with his hand, coughing persistently. His pale face revealed no fear as he laid there, waiting.
Graham couldn’t bring himself to strike Nathan, realizing that it was dishonorable to bully a sick man.
In a fit of anger, he raised his hand and delivered a hard blow to Cyrus’ arm, venting his frustration.
A sharp sound echoed and Cyrus sorrowfully rubbed his arm, momentarily stunned.
“Ouch! That hurts! Watch it, you hit me!”
“You’re the one I feel like hitting now! You’ve only been taking care of him f
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or a few days, and you’ve already betrayed us. If you want to protect him, then you should bear his punishments for him!”
Cyrus was bewildered.
When did he betray them?
Yet, the fear of being beaten by Graham since childhood prevented him from dodging. He could only shield his head with his arms.
Hearing Graham’s intention to beat Cyrus, Nathan weakly got up, attempting to stop Graham amidst his coughs.
But before the blow landed on Cyrus, Hilliard intervened from behind.
“Put an end to this charade. Don’t make a fool of yourself.”
Hilliard snorted coldly and added, “Dealing with Nathan is a piece of cake. I have a medicine that will make him suffer, torturing him for a long while until he’s utterly drained, but it won’t harm his body for real. Would you like me to give it a try on him?”
Nathan, upon rising and hearing Hilliard’s words, didn’t display fear on his face. When in reality, he froze in shock.
Due to his weakened state, he slumped back onto the bed.
Graham loosened his grip on the feather duster, allowing Hilliard to take it. Seeing that Nathan had stopped making him angry and had now grown apprehensive, Graham felt his anger subside.