Chapter 73. Dying To Save Face, Suffering In Silence

Before long, the paramedics carried the man out. When they wheeled him past, his pants were gone, and a bloody wine bottle was stuck in his rear, a sight that shocked everyone. The reporters were snapping photos, and bystanders were filming with their phones — they’d never seen a man get humiliated so badly. Was this the perfect cure for long-standing hemorrhoids?

The man was groaning in pain, his mouth filled with agony. A reporter soon recognized him. “It’s Scott! Scott from LIG!”

“Is this the scandal that’s breaking now?”

“Oh my God! Who’s the woman who did this to him?”

As the stretcher passed by, Jasmine immediately recognized Scott. Seeing him in such a pitiful state, she was at a loss for words. She wanted to cry, but nothing came out.

“Scott! Scott...”

“Move, move, move...”

The paramedics rushed him away, but Jasmine grabbed a service worker at the NO.8 club. “What happened? Who did this to him?”

“We’re not sure yet. We’re stil