Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

Chapter 649

Chapter 649

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The man fumbled with his phone and quickly rattled off an account number. Without hesitation, I transferred the $300,000.

"Now, the IOU," I demanded, holding out my hand.

They passed it over begrudgingly, one muttering under his breath, "Damn, didn't think you were this rich."

I met his gaze. "I'm not just rich-I have connections. If you ever come back to harass her again, you might hold the money, but I promise, you won't live long enough to spend it." Sometimes, you just have to bring the heat.

Their cocky smirks vanished as they slinked off, but one couldn't resist tossing a jab at Demi over his shoulder. "With a rich bestie like her, why take out a loan?" "Get lost!" I snapped.

They scurried off, but Demi didn't relax. Her whole body trembled.

"It's over now. They're gone," I said softly, stepping forward to pull her into a hug.

"Ahhhh-"

Her wail ripped through the silence, raw and full of anguish.

I didn't say anything. I just let her release everything she'd been bottling up for who knows how long.

her tiny rented apartment. One

fit a narrow bed and a rickety table stacked with

confidence. She wasn't wealthy, but she always had enough to live comfortably and freely. And

of a

reached for her hand, but it wasn't how I remembered. Her fingers were

tiny cuts.

ask. The answer was in her hands-she'd been working herself raw just

shady lines to

her clean clothes. When she finally settled beside me on the bed, the

trying to catch up.

she said, and

about their dirty money weren't

I rubbed her back. "Don't

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my hand. "I remember...

so distant? Did she think I was tangled

even if

cut me off, shaking

her voice trembling, "They... They force girls to sleep with

hit

sense. Her suicide attempt-it wasn't just about that insane $500,000 debt. The Dragos

not just from the money, but from the nightmare waiting behind