Military Lord of the White Coats

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Javon City!

"Huh? What's going on? Are the traffic lights out again?"

The traffic lights in Javon City were making way for Bruce White once again.

That domestic warrior had reappeared.

A madness spread throughout the circle of the rich second generations. Numerous luxury vehicles were busy heading into the city, wanting to catch a glimpse of Bruce White.

Inside the mansion of the Liams, Priscilla Liam, who had watched as Brianne Taylor was taken away, sat on the sofa, blaming herself.

Then, not knowing what to do, she called her father, Wallace Liam, crying. "Dad, you have to help Brianne! Jordan Stuart just took her away!"

"Ugh..."

The sigh from the other end of the phone was not encouraging and Priscilla Liam heart dropped into her stomach.

"Miss, there is a gentleman outside, claiming to be Miss Taylor's brother."

Just then, the guard at the gate walked in and Priscilla Liam frowned when she heard about the identity of the visitor.

It didn't take Priscilla Liam long to walk outside. She asked instinctively, "Are you out of prison already?"

Bruce White did not answer her directly, but asked instead, "Where's Brianne?"

"Brianne..." Priscilla Liam hesitated, overwhelmed by feelings of self-reproach once more which were written all over her face.

"Where is she!?" Bruce White raised his voice.

Priscilla Liam said to Bruce White apologetically, "I'm sorry, I wasn't able to protect Brianne! She was taken away by Jordan Stuart."

Taken away?

Wow!

At this moment, aggression surged from Bruce White. Without saying a word, he took out the phone. "Get me the location of Jordan Stuart RIGHT NOW!"

Sensing the aura coming from Bruce White, Priscilla Liam trembled, looking at him in surprise.

How very strong!

How very scary!

Wasn't Bruce White some criminal who went to jail because of financial crimes? How could he have such demanding authority?

She had never felt such impetus before, not even from her own father.

Just standing in front of him gave her the urge to surrender.

Who was Bruce White, exactly?

Priscilla Liam forced herself to suppress the awe she felt and reminded him, "Don't be hasty. Jordan Stuart is Timothy Stuart's son!"

When she saw that Bruce White was clearly unimpressed, Priscilla Liam added hurriedly, "His father, Timothy Stuart, is not some softie you can offend. In all of Javon, no one dares to provoke him.

"Even my father has to give him consideration!

"Just wait one more day until my father gets back, then we can discuss it and find a way to save Brianne. I'm sure we will."

Priscilla Liam was afraid that Bruce White would act in a moment of impulse. But she didn't know just how terrifying Bruce White's power was.

"The king in your eyes is nothing but an insect in mine," Bruce White said indifferently.

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Wow!

Priscilla Liam was stunned for a moment. When Bruce White said this, the aura that exuded from him was far greater than before, and it made her extremely frightened.

How could such a powerful force be coming from him?

Priscilla Liam's feelings could not be calmed for a long time. By the time she came to her senses, Bruce White's car had already left her sight.

Who was this person that was Brianne's elder brother?

This thought took hold of Priscilla Liam once again and she was full of curiosity.

"Quick, get the car!"

Priscilla Liam chose to follow them. Watching the traffic lights on the road, her heart was filled with a great storm of worries.

...

"Jordan Stuart, where is my mom? Let my mother go right now!"

On the other side, Jordan Stuart had taken Brianne Taylor to his villa.

This villa was specifically used by Jordan Stuart for spending the night with the ladies. Here, many sensual nights were had, and many girls' tears were shed.

"No rush, let's sit down and get acquainted first. I like my girls to be a little more proactive."

Having said that, Jordan Stuart pointed to the business suit on the table.

It was a modified business suit with an extremely abbreviated skirt. On Brianne Taylor, the skirt would barely cover her bottom.

And the shirt on top was a full size smaller. In reality, it would be completely stretched out of shape when worn by anyone.

Then, there were the stockings. Although they appeared normal enough, they were actually open-crotched, which made Brianne blush just looking at them.

When she saw the outfit, Brianne Taylor couldn't be more clear about the dirty ideas Jordan Stuart was entertaining.

"Pervert! Let me out, I want to get out!"

Brianne Taylor pushed Jordan Stuart away but was caught by him in a bear hug instead.

He took a deep breath, inhaling her scent, revealing a lascivious look of enjoyment.

Brianne Taylor was so frightened that all she could do was resist, struggling desperately. However, with the strength of a woman, she was hardly Jordan Stuart's equal.

Next, Jordan Stuart pushed Brianne Taylor down on the sofa and spat in her face.

"P'tui! Brianne Taylor, it's your lucky day that I am interested in you. Do you know how many women want to get into my bed but are denied the chance to do so? You don't know how lucky you are!

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"If you don't want your mom to die, then put the suit on like a good girl. Take good care of me and your mom will be safe and sound!

"Otherwise...hehehe, go ahead and collect your mother's dead body!"

Jordan Stuart let out a few disgusting chuckles. The way he looked at Brianne Taylor was as if he saw a delicious meal in front of him.

"Don't even think about it! NEVER! Even if I die, I won't give in!"

Brianne Taylor let out a desperate scream and immediately ran towards the corner of a table, trying to slam her head into it.

"You want to die? Not so fast!"

Slap!

Jordan Stuart grabbed Brianne Taylor, then slapped her face HARD.

"Stupid bitch! I'm done being patient with you. If you won't give in on your own, then we will do this the hard way! Good! I will take the initiative for once and teach you what le petit mort really means!"

Jordan Stuart straddled Brianne Taylor and started tearing her clothes off her body. Although Brianne Taylor struggled with all she had, she couldn't stop him.

Bang!

Just then, a loud noise burst out of nowhere.

A moment later, a figure flew to Jordan Stuart's side with a speed not visible to the naked eye.

"Do. You. Want. To. DIE?!"

Enraged, Bruce White picked Jordan Stuart up and slammed him hard against the wall.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bruce White held Jordan Stuart's head and kept hitting it against the wall. Immediately, Jordan Stuart's head began bleeding profusely and he was a little concussed.

"Bruce..."

Suddenly, he heard a fragile voice behind him which tugged at the heartstrings of a very angry Bruce White. He couldn't help but stop what he was doing.

At this moment, Brianne Taylor cried. There were so many feelings pouring out of her heart. She never dreamed that Bruce White would reappear at a time like this.

This was someone whom she had once admired and loved deeply, but whom she now hated with all her heart.

For a moment, Brianne Taylor wasn't sure how to face him.

"Little sister, I..."

Bruce White wanted to apologize, but the words stuck in his throat and he couldn't get them out.

What good would an apology do? Could they start over again? Could it bring back his dead adoptive father? Would Brianne's suffering come to an end?

Slap!

Brianne Taylor cried and slapped Bruce White across the face. "What are you doing coming back here? Dad is dead because of you. Do you want Dad's sacrifice to mean nothing?"

Brianne Taylor, whose sobs made it hard for her sentences to be coherent, had only one thought in mind and that was to make Bruce White leave as quickly as possible.

True, she hated this man, but she also loved him deeply. Since he first appeared in her life when she was just ten years old, she was destined to be willing to give up anything for his sake.

The hate she spoke of was ultimately overcome by the love that was in her heart.

"Bastard! You are dead! YOU ARE DEAD!!!"

At this time, Jordan Stuart, who was covered in blood, got up after much effort. His eyes bulged so much they seemed to be coming out of his head and he was quite crazed as he roared.

But as soon as he tried to tackle Bruce White, he was caught by the neck so he couldn't move.

Brianne Taylor was startled. In great distress, she shouted, "NO! Don't kill him, he is the son of Timothy Stuart, the richest man in Javon!

"I beg you, Dad was murdered because he was looking into your case again, trying to get it reversed. If you kill Jordan Stuart, then all the sacrifices Dad made would have been in vain. Do you want to go back to jail?

"Please, listen to me, GO! Get out of here! Never show your face here again, okay?"

Brianne Taylor pleaded tearfully. If something happened to Jordan Stuart today, the Stuarts would never let Bruce White go.

The only solution then, was for him to get out of here as soon as possible. Leave this place of strife forever.

"Trust me. From now on, I won't let any of you suffer anymore!" Bruce White's eyes were red and endless regrets filled his heart.

Bang!

There was a loud boom!

Bruce White, who was feeling a million things at the moment, slammed Jordan Stuart against the wall. Instantly, the whole villa quaked.

Brianne Taylor was incredibly stressed out. She yelled at Bruce White, "Stop! What are you doing?

"Let us go, let me go, will you! ? Leave! We don't need you! Go, get out of here!!!"