Chapter 692:

The wound on her face continued to bleed profusely.

Trembling uncontrollably, she realized the extent of her injuries. Startled by the unintended harm, the director threw the stick away, releasing his grip on her hair.

Rosalee collapsed to the ground, shaking with fear, unable to utter a word.

“Fuck!”

The director cursed, realizing the consequences of his actions. The once captivating woman now bore the marks of his rage, her beauty marred by the cruel twist of fate.

poured from the wound,

director’s desire faded as he grabbed his phone, quickly dialing the

wanted!” he muttered under his breath, his tone filled with reproach, before

the charity event was still fresh, now overshadowed by the grim reality before her. Rosalee’s clothes hung in tatters, and the gaping wound

phones, Norah sprang into action, ushering her

racked Rosalee’s frame as she hugged herself tightly, her vacant gaze lost in a world of pain and confusion.

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the wound, Rosalee snapped out of

“Norah?”

recognizing her by her striking eyes.

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