Chapter 901:

Without uttering a word, Harlee snatched a fork from the table and threw it with unfailing precision. It hit the rough-looking man’s knee, causing a loud thud.

Bang! The rough-looking man fell to his knees, casting a pained cry, and then slumped to the ground, unconscious.

The woman was taken aback, her pulse racing. She had not anticipated such skills from Harlee, a seemingly gentle girl.

The woman swallowed hard, momentarily forgiving the idea of luring Brixton. Yet, she quickly regained her confidence. Surely, any man would prefer a gentle and delicate companion over someone so fierce and unrefined? For the sake of a lavish life ahead, she decided to take a gamble.

After all, chances like this were rare, especially for someone in her position.

“Thank you for helping me,” the woman said, her eyes quickly shifting toward Brixton.

Brixton, clearly irritated, pushed his chair back.

you had enough

setting in. She had envisioned various scenarios where a rival might reveal her deceit, but she never thought her target, a loaded man, would be the one to do so. She paused, scrutinizing

to feminine charms could have seen through her act so

man would have surrendered to her charm

new insight, the woman reassessed her approach and spoke

Lᴬtєѕτ chᴀρτєrs ιn g?lɴovєl?.?о?

you really think I sought help just to garner your attention? Sure, you may appear affluent and influential, but I’m not interested in you! So, don’t flatter yourself, and please refrain from insulting me this way!” Her words overflowed with righteous anger, as

had just the

shrank from speaking

arrived,

subtle nod, eagerly enjoying her meal. She savored each bite, her eyes gleaming with delight as she observed Brixton skillfully dismantle the woman’s

viewed verbal sparring with the likes of her

the rough-looking man who was still dazed on the floor

boot connected with the rough-looking man’s side

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