Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 77

Mr. Holt was caught completely off guard. The pepper spray burned his eyes so badly, he couldn't even keep them open.

"Goddamn it!" he cursed, voice hoarse with rage and pain.

Seizing the moment, Effie drove her foot straight into his groin with all the force she could muster.

A strangled scream tore from Mr. Holt's throat. His body doubled over, both hands clutching himself as his face drained of color. Cold sweat broke out across his brow and he could barely keep his balance, staggering back a few steps before collapsing onto the floor in a pathetic heap.

Effie watched him, a cold smile curving her lips, disdain flickering in her eyes.

She quickly stepped back, putting more distance between them, her gaze wary in case he tried to retaliate.

Mr. Holt gritted his teeth, forcing himself to look up at her, eyes blazing with hatred and agony. Struggling for breath, he rasped, "You... you bitch! Damn you! You actually dared to lay a hand on me!"

Wasn't this woman unconscious just now? How was she suddenly standing there, full of fight?

Effie's reply was icy. "You brought this on yourself, Mr. Holt. Did you really think I'd let you push me around? Dream on. Maybe this will teach you a lesson."

the pain was so overwhelming he couldn't move, left helpless

swore to himself that he'd make Effie pay for this. He'd underestimated her never thought

mind was already working out her

in a deep breath of fresh air, shaking off the suffocating panic that

to act

few bills into her hand, and whispered a few

The maid hurried off.

thin, so they'd hired some extra help at the last minute. This girl must be one of the temps-Effie had never seen

before a familiar figure hurried

slipped into the shadows, hiding

looking smug and

moment later, chaos

and let a cold smirk play on her

hurting others, but you can't let your guard down, either. Suzan was getting exactly what

to find Effie in a pitiful state -perfect

opened the door, she found herself face