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

Chapter 377 There’s Still Time to Spenk

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Hearing the leader of the Red Jackals call out to Olivia and then spill his entire plan, the middle–aged man looked at Bellamy with a gaze filled with horror,

What the heck? How does the Red Jackals get involved with livia? And Bellamy’s attentive manner towards Olivia is nothing short of subservient!

The man had never imagined that he had walked right into such a trap.

As Bellamy revealed more and more, the man’s complexion turned increasingly grim. Olivia raised an eyebrow at him.

“Who sent you to ruin my face?” Olivia asked.

I have never seen this man in her past or current life. Why would he randomly hire gangsters to disfigure me? Is he out of his mind?

The middle–aged man trembled but managed to stay silent.

Bellamy suggested, “Olivia, why don’t you hand him over to me? I guarantee I’ll have him spilling everything within three days!”

Upon hearing this, the middle–aged man panicked completely.

“No need, let him go. I’ll handle it myself,” Olivia stood up. Three days is too long.

Obediently, Bellamy released his grip. The middle–aged man, now free, silently breathed a sigh of relief, thinking Olivia was naively soft–hearted.

If he were left to the Red Jackals, he wouldn’t survive their methods. But if Olivia is handling it? \

Olivia seriously at

the man, who

time to

scoffed coldly, preparing to

with feigned

the next second, Olivia kicked him hard in the

from his mouth.

his mouth and then wrapped his mouth and the

the trembling, pain–wracked man

room.

Bellamy quickly followed.

the dark room, Olivia threw the man onto the ground and grabbed

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ripped two of the mum’s fingers

bones echoed

a grotesque angle, and the excruciating pain made his eyes bulge and. veins pop on his forehead as he was on thin ice.

Bellamy, hardened by life, felt a chill run down his spine at the

the intense

fingers cruelly broken, Bellamy

she watched the man’s contorted features in agony.