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.

louder. She twisted the throttle, attempting to speed up, but the motorcycle skidded

thrown off, landing

was soon apparent. Nails were scattered across the

there, wracked with pain, feeling every inch of her body

running now?" Lowe taunted,

unresponsive. The fall had

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

and she held her stomach and stifled a grunt. A bitter taste filled her mouth, causing her

to attack 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

hand drifted from her arm to her chest, articulating slowly.

gradually unzip her leather jacket. The skin beneath her collarbone became exposed, and the document she had fought so hard to secure was being taken from her. Panic flooded her thoughts. No, no,

Nicole lifted her head and bit down hard

Lowe hawled in

head and slammed

of pain through Nicole's head, causing her

away, sat nursing his wound, his face

around him, assessing his

the moment, Nicole quickly zipped her jacket back up and, clutching

bodyguard aside

with one grabbing Nicole by the neck just

Nicole couldn't muster the strength

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

rumble of an

motorcycle burst onto the scene, its headlights

a flash, the motorcycle had rushed

rider, clad in black, extended his hand and said,

to the rider's hand like it was her lifeline. With his assistance,

on to me!" the

and bellowed, "What's going on?

a ring around the motorcycle, much

the motorcycle showed no fear. It accelerated, lifting off the ground and soaring over the head of

everyone watching in awe. They were taken aback that their combined efforts

it! What

two lines of defense at the exit, the man in black broke through

and yelled hysterically, "Failures! Useless! All

was so forceful that the bodyguard's mouth bled. Driven by his rage, Lowe grabbed a nearby parking