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 alarm, the club owner’s

Sandra, then looked at the imposing

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speak, he just turned and stared intently at Sophia.

a pleasing smile, saying to Sophia:

think we shouldn’t make a

looked upset, understanding

it go, I really couldn’t bear it!

owner tentatively looked at Pierce.

as

could even be made, the phone was

with a heavy gaze, his voice low

else were you looking for

her to speak up, hadn’t she noticed?

furrowed his brows at the club owner,

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

future!”

changed immediately,

Dared not offend.

on it. This

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as if she was deliberately

given him her photo, and he couldn’t help but feel a

rest of the things, I would take you guys home

“No need, weren’t you going to drop off Ms. Stapleton?”

“What, Ms. Stapleton?”

bewilderment was

stared at him for a few seconds, realizing he

confused. If it wasn’t him who took Annie away, then

eyebrow, “Are you jealous?”

gaze, cursing inwardly, what a damn

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

is only for

about to refuse, but Sandra, drunk, couldn’t

it was probably too late to call a driver now.

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had passed out drunk, otherwise, she would have made a huge fuss over the slap on

with Sophia and Sandra both sitting

did she

paused, “Stay at

it was also inconvenient for

there.

say

the stairs, with Pierce

even want to touch any

she came out of the room, Sophia had just breathed a sigh of relief, only to see that

in the living room and poured himself a glass of

you left yet?”