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.

She twisted the throttle, attempting to speed up, but the

thrown

scattered across the floor, puncturing both tires of her

with pain, feeling every inch of her

you running now?" Lowe

unresponsive. The fall had been severe, leaving her feeling

strength might not have been formidable, he still possessed enough strength to land a

Nicole feeling a pang of pain, and she held her stomach and stifled

for daring 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 a drop of her blood and tasting it.

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

the document she had fought so hard to secure was being taken from her. Panic flooded her thoughts. No,

Nicole lifted her head and bit down

Lowe hawled

Nicole's head

jolt of pain through Nicole's head,

pull his hand away, sat nursing his wound,

bodyguards gathered around

moment, Nicole quickly zipped her jacket back up and, clutching the document, made a break for

enraged, pushed a bodyguard aside and

one grabbing Nicole by the neck

the strength

suddenly, the sound of a harsh horn

rumble of

sleek black motorcycle burst onto the scene, its

the motorcycle had rushed to

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

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

me!" the man

immediately sensed trouble and bellowed,

formed a ring around the motorcycle, much

off the

were taken aback that their combined efforts couldn't

Lowe cursed, "Damn it! What a bunch of

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

a nearby bodyguard and yelled hysterically, "Failures!

mouth bled. Driven by his rage, Lowe grabbed a nearby parking sign and