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.

had enough

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 Brixton, and

women! Only someone indifferent to feminine charms could have

have surrendered to her charm by

this new insight, the woman reassessed her approach and spoke to Brixton

Lᴬtєѕτ chᴀρτєrs ιn g?lɴovєl?.?о?

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 though she had

had just

for Brixton swept through the crowd, yet the silent onlookers shrank from speaking out. No one was eager to cross

arrived, deftly distributing

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

with the

was still dazed on

with the rough-looking man’s

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