Denis mistook her silence for belief. He held her hands firmly. "I'm telling you the truth," he said desperately. "I dug into his past. His success, his wealth—it's all built on shadows. He is not just a businessman. He was a savage underground fighter… ruthless and feared."
Pulling out his phone, Denis swiped quickly and turned the screen toward her. A series of images flashed—Augustine in a blood-streaked fighting ring, fists clenched, eyes blazing, his body marked with bruises and scars. His feral expression could chill anyone's blood.
"Look at this," Denis pointed at the screen. "This is who he really is. They call him the devil. Rumors said that he had a strong connection with the mafia king. Do you still want to stay by the side of a man like him?"
Anne stared at the photos. She had seen Augustine's world and accepted its dangers, but seeing these brutal images stirred unease. She feared what Denis might do. Would he use these images to manipulate Augustine?
