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.

in agony, he was lying on the ground, unable

the club owner’s face immediately

and Sandra, then looked at the imposing

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he just turned and stared intently at

club owner approached with a pleasing

I think we shouldn’t

upset, understanding his meaning.

I really couldn’t bear

club owner tentatively looked at

phone, as if she was going to call someone

the call could even be made, the

a heavy gaze, his voice low and restrained:

else

waiting for her to speak up,

his brows at the club owner, sneering coldly,

police, I don’t want to see this person here

future!”

owner’s face changed immediately, recognizing Pierce’s tough attitude.

Dared not offend.

immediately, “Alright, Mr. Clement, I’m on it. This person will not

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expression was faint, as if she was deliberately maintaining a sense

photo, and he

the rest of the things, I would take you

going to drop off Ms.

“What, Ms. Stapleton?”

of confusion and bewilderment was on Pierce’s

a few seconds, realizing he truly didn’t

it wasn’t him who took Annie away, then who was it?

raised an eyebrow, “Are

her gaze, cursing inwardly, what a damn understanding!

from her hand, couldn’t help but curl up the corner of his lips, and

go, my car is only for you.”

drunk, couldn’t help but

sighed helplessly, realizing it was probably too late to call a

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passed out drunk, otherwise, she would have made a huge fuss over

and Sandra both sitting in the back.

did she live?”

at my

also inconvenient for her

there.

say anything

with Pierce following behind, showing no intention of

didn’t even want to

of the room, Sophia had just breathed a

glass of water, his relaxed demeanor resembling that

hadn’t you left