Rebirth of a Flopped Actress: Career First, Love Second (My Billionaire Son)

Chapter 55 Officer, Help! These Thugs Are Trying to Kill Me!

Lucas didn’t hesitate–he charged into the brawl alongside Olivia and Benjamin.

Though both boys hailed from wealthy families, they were no strangers to throwing punches.

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The leader of the thugs, initially brimming with arrogance, was the first to face Olivia. But before he could even register her move, she kicked him square in the face, knocking out two of his teeth and leaving him sprawled on the ground, bleeding profusely.

By the time he managed to lift his head, the sight before him was like something out of a nightmare.

Olivia, Benjamin, and Lucas had descended upon his gang like avenging deities, mercilessly beating them into submission. His underlings, who moments ago were posturing confidently, were now moaning and writhing on the ground.

The leader froze, his brain struggling to process the surreal scene.

The two boys? Fine, that was expected.

But the girl? What the heck was with this petite young woman? She fought dirtier and fiercer than all of them combined! Every move targeted vital points with ruthless precision.

In mere moments, most of his men were incapacitated, groaning in pain on the pavement.

Olivia clapped the dust from her hands and casually strolled over to the leader. Her small, fair hands grabbed his collar, and before he could resist, she hoisted him—a man weighing over 180 pounds–into the air.

What kind of monster strength is this?!

“I told you,” Olivia said with a serene smile, “my hands are far better suited for fighting than for piano.”

she drove her fist into

“Blergh!”

over, retching violently, and collapsed to his

on his back, pinning him

watching Olivia’s terrifying efficiency, sidled

not have needed us to save

fixed on Olivia’s commanding presence. Her fearless, razor–sharp movements stood in stark

thug, Benjamin found himself smirking faintly. She’s…

in front of the now–whimpering leader, her gaze cold.

sent you to break my

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Officer, Help! These Thugs Are Trying to

head,

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one of his fingers. Before he could comprehend her intent, she bent it backward with

through the alley as tears streamed down

her chin on her hand, smiling sweetly as

have nine fingers left. That’s nine more chances to answer honestly,” she

run down

woman is

clutching his mangled hand, opened his mouth to speak–but before he could, the wail