Become the Richest Woman After Divorce

Chapter 93: Waiting for You to Beg Me

Sandra snapped awake instantly. She was not the type to swallow her anger and reason things out. Without a word, she charged forward and brutally kicked him in the groin.

Taking advantage of the moment when David was in too much pain to speak, she immediately slapped him across the face, her movement smooth and decisive.

Sandra touched her own face, with a hint of provocation:

“Dare to hit me, and I would make you pay.”

David, sweating with anger, finally came to his senses and glared fiercely at the two of them:

“None of you were going to leave today.”

He abruptly stepped forward, tightly grabbing Sophia’s wrist, about to drag her into the adjacent room:

Sandra was punching and kicking him from behind, but for a man, it was nothing more than a drizzle.

No matter how much Sophia resisted, David simply wouldn’t let go.

But the next second.

A tremendous pressure came from behind, a foot kicked David’s lower back, and he instinctively crashed into the door frame next to him.

Seeing that Sophia was about to be pulled down by him, a hand suddenly yanked her back from the side.

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and cold agarwood caught her off guard.

Hadn’t he left with Annie a long time ago?

How could it have appeared here?

As he looked up, Pierce’s stern face came into view. Without any hesitation, he kicked again before David could even make out who it

was.

Pierce exuded a strong, cold aura, carrying an intimidating chill. In his eyes was a terrifyingly arrogant and icy turbulence.

Unlike David’s bluff and bluster.

In comparison, David was like a little fat chick, beaten without the power to fight back.

At that moment, the club owner who heard the commotion came running over.

“What happened? Mr. Clement…”

He glanced down and the club owner’s face suddenly changed.

Sandra stormed up to the front:

“This fat jerk was messing with us and hitting people. Go get someone to kick him out, I’m calling the police!”

David on the ground had long since turned into a puddle of mud.

lying on the ground, unable to get up.

club owner’s face immediately

and Sandra, then looked at the imposing

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speak, he just turned

with a pleasing smile, saying to

I think we

understanding his meaning.

let it go, I really couldn’t

tentatively looked at

however, lowered her head and took out her phone, as if she was

made, the

heavy gaze, his voice low and

else were you

for her to speak up, hadn’t she noticed?

at the club owner, sneering coldly, his voice

don’t want to see this person here

future!”

immediately, recognizing

Dared not offend.

I’m on it. This person will not appear in

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at Sophia, her expression was faint, as if she was deliberately

how she had voluntarily given him her photo, and

the rest of the things, I would take

you going to drop off

“What, Ms. Stapleton?”

of confusion and bewilderment

for a few seconds, realizing he truly didn’t know.

If it wasn’t him

raised an eyebrow, “Are

gaze, cursing inwardly, what a

but curl up the corner of his lips, and said with

is

about to refuse, but Sandra, drunk, couldn’t help but lean on Sophia’s shoulder and

was probably too late to call a driver now. She had no choice but

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Night fell

would have made a huge

Sandra both sitting in the

did she

“Stay at my place.”

it was also inconvenient

there.

say anything

with Pierce following behind, showing no intention of helping.

to touch

room, Sophia had just breathed a sigh of relief, only to see

glass of water, his relaxed demeanor resembling that of

you