Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0041

Never judge a book by its cover, I muttered to myself and prompted myself forward.

"Mr Bran," I chirped.

"Mrs Torres," he smiled. When I got to the table he was sitting, he stood up from his seat. He easily towered over me as he stretched his hand for a handshake. I took his hands and he shook it firmly.

We sat down and immediately dived into business. It kept occuring to me to ask if I could order another coffee apart from the one he already ordered but I didn't see the need. There definitely was no service going in here.

As we spoke, I noticed that he was just as enthusiastic as he was when we talked online but I just couldn't shake this strange feeling off. His piercing eyes probing me as he smiled and talked non-stop about how we could collaborate and come up with new designs made me feel very unsettled. And he wasn't as professional as I'd have liked, he kept urging me to take the coffee he apparently ordered for the both of us ahead of my arrival.

Yes, he sounded like the man I had been speaking with and everything he said aligned with what we already discussed but I couldn't help but doubt his identity.

"Actually, I would like to use the restroom," I said when he asked me to drink the coffee again. My lips curved into a forced smile as I picked up my purse. "Where's it located?" I turned to look around. When I turned back to him, his patronizing smile was gone and his hard gaze was on me. He sneered and raised his arm like he had done when I came in, except this time, he snapped his fingers.

In the shadows, three heavily built men emerged. They had his fit physique but they were bigger.

My grip on my purse tightened as I drew in a deep breath. I guess it was time for my self defense lesson. to be put to use.

the speed I had mastered in years of training, I got on my feet, my heeled shoes drilled Sinto the table between us as I lunge myself at one of the men farthest from the

a loud thud. I quickly pulled myself together and sprayed

safely and stood up. When I turned, I was faced with the other two men, they were firmly stationed in front of me. In the space between them, I could see Bran behind them in a seat, one of his legs propped on the other one. He had a

each of their legs. With so much effort, I brought both of them to the ground. They struggled as I pinned

face with him. "Bitch!" He spat in my face

for

sound of glass breaking filled the room, as a figure broke through

of the cafe.

was blurry as I looked up and watched as

confidently in

one

before they lunged at him,

fist fighting, he smoothly punched the two muscles tensed as I prepared for his

"Ciao, bellissimo."

What was he doing

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