Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love pdf

Chapter 277 Am I Just a Pretty Accessory?

The man immediately flew into a rage upon hearing her words and forcefully grabbed her clothes, pulling her into the nearby bushes.

Chloe screamed in fear, her voice echoing through the air. The colleagues playing cards nearby rushed to the scene when they heard her screaming.

“Hey! Who are you?! Let go of her!” one of the colleagues shouted.

“Get away from her! If you keep touching her, I’ll call the police!” another colleague

threatened.

Seeing the growing number of people gathering, the man sneered dismissively. “I just wanted to have some fun with her. Who knew she’d overreact? Those hickeys on her neck prove that she’s a loose woman.”

Chloe’s colleagues who were in the game room earlier grew restless when she failed to return, so they decided to step outside for a stroll. Unexpectedly, they had heard her cries for help.

“You sicko! Any normal person would assume that the hickeys on my neck are love bites from my boyfriend. Only people like you who hold such perverted views would say such things to conceal your own wicked deeds!” Chloe angrily rebuked the man.

by her verbal assault. The loose suit he wore clung to his body as if it were tailor-made, emphasizing his intimidating presence. A designer belt adorned his waist, adding a touch of style to his street thug persona. As he walked away,

everyone feel uncomfortable and inexplicably apprehensive, giving rise to an unsettling sensation throughout their bodies Chloe furrowed her brows tightly, and a

gravity of the situation. “I have a feeling this person holds grudges. For

alone.”

the video

worry, you don’t have many followers. You’re just an ordinary person,

someone reassured her.

through his phone and stumbled upon a video everyone initially thought would have little attention. To his surprise, it

the video to Joseph.

Ms. Chloe was bullied.”

the video, a few directors were

man’s advances. However, the man persisted, uttering vulgar and offensive words. If it had not been for the timely arrival of her colleagues, the

eyes. Surrounded by a haze of smoke, his eyes filled with determination. He forcefully stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray and muttered

didn’t that dumbo tell me about it when someone harassed her? What am I? A pretty

voice, filled with frustration, echoed through the room, stunning the directors who were