Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After (Linsey)

Chapter 1222:

Linsey met his fury with icy indifference, waving him off like an annoying fly. “Get lost. Keep hassling me, and I’ll have the cops here in five minutes.”

The man wasn’t intimidated in the slightest. Instead, he let out a mocking laugh at her threat. “Fine,” he sneered, his grip tightening around her wrist as he yanked her toward him. “Let’s see if I can get you naked faster than you can dial 911.”

Linsey fought against his grabbing hands, her voice rising in desperation as she turned to the bartender. “Call the police! This creep is assaulting me!” The bartender acted as if he hadn’t heard a word, keeping his eyes fixed on the drinks he was mixing.

This man was a regular fixture at the bar, notorious for preying on women. Countless others had fallen victim to his advances, but his connections ran deep enough that no one dared intervene.

When it became clear no help was coming, Linsey decided to handle things herself.

Just as the man’s filthy hands reached for her chest, Linsey seized an empty bottle from the counter and brought it crashing down on his skull with every ounce of strength she possessed.

crawling down the man’s brow in a slow, ugly

the lackeys out of their daze, and they swarmed around their leader. “Boss, are you hurt?” one of them

“Goddamn it.” His eyes flicked to his bloody palm, littered with shards. Then, rage took hold. He lashed out and slapped the nearest one. “Why are you just standing there? Go get that crazy

out of their shock, the lackeys scattered in

clouding her steps, Linsey could barely keep herself upright as she

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forced herself to move faster, her lungs burning. But her foot clipped a table leg, and her unsteady frame

hard against someone’s chest, her breath catching in her throat. A moment passed before it dawned on her—she was practically sitting in a man’s lap. Jolted by surprise, she sprang

Linsey took

flashed across her features, and she blurted out,