Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 681

The guys playing poker with Dan were looking greener than a plate of undercooked Brussels sprouts.

Oh God, who'd dare admit to this mess? Who could even explain what it felt like?

It was one of those situations where you're damned if you do and damned if you don't. There was just no way out.

To the rest of them, Dan looked like he'd just lost a bar fight with a freight train. With a heavy thud, Yvonne dumped Dan onto the floor without a hint of sympathy.

He was already banged up pretty bad, so after that, he was barely hanging onto consciousness.

Yvonne took a deep breath, cooled off a little, and shot a cold glare at Dan, who was sprawled out on the floor like a wet dog that just lost its bone.

"String me along, mess with my feelings, and then have the nerve to try and sleep with me?" she snapped. "Listen up, Dan. Every time I see you from now on, I'm gonna beat you again. Got it?"

The other three guys: "!!!"

Again? Was she serious?

This was just cruel. Who could survive that?

gave Dan one last disgusted look, like she'd just swallowed a bug, then turned to the security team

calmed down by now. She wasn't actually going to kill

turned to go, Dan grabbed her ankle with surprising

Yvonne sneered, "What now?"

managed to croak, "I didn't sleep with

Yvonne: "..."

The three guys: "..."

The security team: "..."

whole room went

Dan hard in the chest

all over again—this time, it was just her versus

corner, still out of breath from earlier. There was no way they

Twenty minutes later...

She strode out with her security team, leaving utter

muscle until they were sure she

and nudged Dan.

never agreed to a simple Friday night poker game. Now look at

damage—just plain bad

could say anything, Ivan clutched his stomach and groaned,