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Chapter 315

Robin became frightened.

He collapsed to the floor and didn't dare to be arrogant again.

Didn't Clusia have sharply limited gun regulations? Why did this woman have a pistol?

Robin crawled backward, trembling with fear.

"W-Who the hell are you? Why do you have a gun?" he asked.

Yvette tilted her head and pointed the pistol at Robin's temple.

As long as she pulled the trigger, Robin would be dead.

Yvette held the pistol, her eyes icy.

"Who are you to judge the woman in Clusia?" she spoke slowly.

Robin broke out in a cold sweat. His hands were trembling with fear.

He wanted to wipe the sweat off his forehead, but his arm was dislocated. He couldn't even lift it.

"I-I'm telling the truth. This woman approached me first and kept pestering me," he said.

Hearing this, everyone in the cafe turned to look at the woman in the booth.

The woman was too scared to say anything.

Lucy sneered. She looked at Robin, who was still denying it, feeling extremely disgusted.

She thought, 'That's so typical of him! Ybaullans are so good at twisting the facts.

Lucy walked towards Robin in her high heels. "She loves you and wants to go back to Ybaulla with you. But she doesn't represent all the women in Clusia. Stop judging us!" Robin was stunned at another stunning woman.

Why did she look so familiar? He didn't recall where to meet her for a moment.

As soon as Lucy finished speaking, the women in the cafe wanted to applause for her.

"Boss," Lucy whispered, walking over to Yvette.

Yvette nodded, looking at the defiant Robin.

She thought, 'Is he still defiant? He needs to learn his good lesson. Okay, I'm going to shoot him until he becomes defiant.

daggers

felt a chill down his spine. He didn't dare

leaned forward slightly and Robin felt oppressed by the vague sense of impending

in the left leg. Robin cried in pain, blood gushing

it clearly because she was the nearest. She was afraid Robin's

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the gun. They had never seen such a scene before. They were frozen in place, frightened. Yvette sat back in her chair and asked the waitress

waitress handed her the freshly made milkshake with

the waiter who was about to leave. "Wait,"

waitress turned pale.

I help

and reached into

frightened, wondering

took out a

to give me

back to reality.

just shot a man? Robin was still lying there,

corners of her

boss was

waitress was on the

the house. Take your time

me the

waitress had no choice but to get the change for

pain on

one was watching, Yvette used a silver needle to seal

stay conscious while feeling intense pain. He would wish he had

chair and enjoyed her milkshake.

the two of them. It

to make any

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