Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 451

The woman's sorrowful facade vanished as she brandished a shattered bottle, aiming a vicious stab at Nicole's throat.

Nicole acted swiftly, lifting her arm to fend off the strike. The bottle sliced through her arm, and blood gushed forth immediately. The sound of the knife in Nicole's grip clattering to the ground echoed in the room.

Lowe wasted no time in rising to his feet and dashing outside. He then bellowed down the hallway, "Damn it! Come here now!"

The woman scrambled to her feet, wielding the bottle as if to stake her claim. With a sugary tone, she said, "Mr. Hampton, I expect a reward. I want to be your ally in ensnaring more women like this."

It dawned on Nicole that this deceitful woman was none other than Melissa, who bore a striking resemblance to her. The telltale marks of cosmetic surgery prompted Nicole to ponder whether this was a deliberate act.

Lowe leered, patting Melissa's backside. "Absolutely! Melissa, you're invaluable. You'll surely relish what I have in store."

Overhearing their exchange, Nicole grasped the gravity of the situation. This wasn't the first time Melissa had abetted Lowe's nefarious deeds.

Melissa likely employed similar tactics to subdue other girls into submission for Lowe. Their sinister partnership was evident.

With a steely gaze, Nicole clutched her wound, poised to pursue Lowe. But the sound of approaching footsteps halted her.

Nicole quickly hit the elevator button to seal her escape.

Melissa attempted to intercept Nicole at the elevator door, but Nicole's kick sent her sprawling.

"Ouch!" Melissa's cry echoed as she collided with the wall.

As the elevator doors began to close, Lowe's frustration bolled over. "Lock down every exit! We'll find her, even if it means dismantling this place. She's as good as dead!"

The bodyguards spread out, each moving to secure an exit.

Four bodyguards followed Lowe down to the underground parking area.

Nicole, upon reaching her motorcycle in the garage, wasted no time and hopped on.

The trail of blood from her wound left a clear path behind her. Her only choice was to accelerate and break through the blockade.

The moment Nicole ignited the motorcycle, Lowe appeared. Observing Nicole gearing up to flee, he gestured firmly and commanded, "Block her path!"

Immediately, numerous guards emerged, forming a tight circle around Nicole, their shields in hand, closing in on her. Nicole, gritting her teeth against the pain in her arm, revved the motorcycle, its engine roaring defiantly. She knew they wouldn't let her leave without a fight. Her only option was to break through their ranks.

engine of the motorcycle growled louder. She twisted the throttle, attempting to speed up, but the

was thrown off,

cause was soon apparent. Nails were scattered across the floor, puncturing both tires of

wracked with pain, feeling every inch of

running now?" Lowe taunted, crouching

was unresponsive. The fall had been

muted thud, Lowe then delivered a punch to Nicole's abdomen. His strength might not have been

left Nicole feeling a pang of pain, and she held her stomach and stifled a grunt. A bitter taste filled her mouth, causing

me!" Lowe sneered. "You'll pay for this here and now. And then, it'll be their turn." Lowe paused, his finger tracing up Nicole's arm before picking up a drop of her blood and tasting it. He then smiled, seemingly pleased. He commented on the

to her chest, articulating slowly. "I'm going

Nicole felt him gradually unzip her leather jacket. The skin beneath her collarbone became exposed, and the document she had fought so hard to

head and bit down hard

hawled

swiftly, he grabbed Nicole's head

the impact sent a jolt of pain through Nicole's head, causing her vision to

struggling to pull his hand away, sat nursing his wound, his

bodyguards gathered around him, assessing his

moment, Nicole quickly zipped her jacket back up and,

enraged, pushed a bodyguard aside and bellowed,

bodyguards were quick to respond, with one grabbing Nicole by the neck

muster the strength

the sound of a harsh horn cut through the chaos, drawing

of an engine

sleek black motorcycle burst onto the scene, its headlights blinding

had rushed to the front

his hand and

invitation was a beacon of hope. Nicole clung to the rider's hand like it was her lifeline. With his assistance, she

me!" the man

sensed trouble and bellowed, "What's going on?

bodyguards quickly formed a ring around the

off the ground

everyone watching in awe. They were taken aback that their combined efforts couldn't

Lowe cursed, "Damn it! What a bunch

lines of defense at the exit,

nearby bodyguard and yelled hysterically, "Failures! Useless! All of you,

bled. Driven by his rage, Lowe grabbed a nearby parking sign and started beating the downed man with