No Chance of Remarriage: Get Lost

Chapter 2000 Blacklist

With this in mind, Brian shook his head and said, “That’s more like it. Those who have tact are wise… Ah

Before Brian could finish his words, his bloodcurdling screams filled the room.

That was the kind of scream that came from the depths of the heart, almost piercing through one’s

eardrums.

Upon hearing this, the man lying on the ground swallowed nervously, trying his best to make himself less noticeable, fearing he might be the next one.

Mike, standing to one side with his arms crossed before his chest, showed a momentary crack in his expression.

His facial features contorted instantly, all because of Bella’s swift, accurate, and ruthless kick. It landed directly on Brian’s groin. Just by watching it, Mike could feel a sympathetic twinge, his hands instinctively covering his own crotch.

While doing so, he couldn’t help but marvel. Bella is truly ruthless…

But it’s only to be expected. In the business world, who isn’t ruthless and decisive?

Those who are kind-hearted are not suited to cause harm to others.

After receiving Bella’s kick, Brian rolled on the ground while clutching his groin. Blood trickled down from his forehead, spreading across his face, making him look extremely ghastly.

She glanced at the project

covered his crotch and begged for mercy, “I’m sorry, Ms. Wickam. I was momentarily misguided and made a

man spoke pitifully. However, Bella raised her foot and was about to step

didn’t even have the courage to keep watching. All he could do was close

anticipated pain never came.

to be met with Bella’s playful smirk. It was then that he realized he

a disaster. There was also fear, a lingering dread of the unknown punishment and the consequences of his reckless actions. And, of course, there was

would have known that Bella had such a trick up her sleeve?

have thought that this so-called Casanova, Brian, who boasted of having

deal with him. She just smiled, acting as

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man also forced out a chuckle, squeezing out a smile that looked worse

“Ms… Ms. Wickam.”

like a leaf now. Where did you get

“I… I…”

quite a while, unable to articulate a coherent explanation,

everything was clear

countless women, guaranteed to provide some sort of financial power in exchange. Then, he indicates that

were also girls who initially disagreed, but as time went on, they got used

wouldn’t even think about calling the police