No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 652

"What are you doing?" I barked, startling the group.

Three men turned around, eyeing me from head to toe. One of them, his eyes practically twinkling, exclaimed, "Since when did Goldbridge have such stunners?" "Hey, miss, you here to rent a place? Or maybe you know the woman living here?" another chimed in.

"I believe I asked you first," I retorted coolly.

The guy who was knocking paused, then strolled over with a cheeky smile creeping across his face. "We're on the hunt for beauties, just like you..."

As he spoke, he reached out towards my chin. I turned my face away, and he let out a surprised grunt, "Feisty, I like that in a woman."

He signaled his buddies with a glance, then added, "Today's not been a waste after all."

As they moved towards me, I dodged. In the midst of our scuffle, a familiar voice rang out, "Stop, let her go."

It was Deborah!

She sprinted towards us, wielding a stick like a baseball bat, taking powerful swings at them.

"You're exactly who we've been looking for," the men turned their attention to Deborah.

There was no way I'd let them lay a hand on her. Picking up a brick, I hurled it at them...

brick made contact, and then they turned

in my vocabulary, not since Ernest Collins left. It's like I had been imbued with Herculean strength,

him square in his vulnerable spot. He

other two had grabbed Deborah and were about to strike. I yelled, "Want money?

their attention. They paused, staring at

pull Deborah behind me, facing down the two men. "The note,

note?" They seemed genuinely

to reality. One quickly went

was an IOU from Deborah, for fifty thousand,

standing silently behind me, seemed

is the principal. With interest, that's eighty-three thousand," one of the men declared, as

loan sharks, their interest rates bleeding people dry. The date on the note was just six months ago, and the interest was nearly more than

interest rate is

I said. Although I

cash, I wasn't about to

with it. Feeding their greed would only

down. She signed it. Not a penny less," they insisted

fifty-five thousand at most. If you insist on

the phone away, but I dodged. "If you