Chapter 581 Which Hand Touched Her?

"Whether it's Brendan or not, why don't you go out and see it for yourself?

"Why should I listen to you?" said the man, grinning lecherously.

Emboldened by the alcohol, he said, "Brendan has never had any women around him. I admit that you're pretty, but you can't simply say something like that. Besides, what’s so great about Brendan?

"Even if you really are his woman, I’m sure you have been having a lackluster sex life. I’m better than him. Not only that, but I can give you money too. If you come with me, I assure you that you’ll be very satisfied."

The more the man said, the more excited he became. He stretched his arm forward to touch Deirdre’s body.

in disgust as she pushed

away. Then he flew into a rage and slapped Deirdre across

of you here are to serve us! How dare you look down

in her ears. She was in so much pain that her vision turned black for a second. Before she could do anything, the man threw

went forward to tear Deirdre’s dress. His eyes

was contorted with pain as her back pressed against the marbled wash basin's cold and sharp

get, huh? You're really good at pretending. I'm sure you're very happy down there the moment I set my eyes on you," the man said as he gazed fixedly at Deirdre. She had a really good physique. It made

dress was sturdy. He could not get it off Deirdre no matter how hard he

she mustered all her strength and pushed him

it took him several minutes before he regained his composure. He touched the back of his head, and his face turned livid with rage when he saw the blood

really have done it this time, b*tch!" shouted the man as he

enveloped her whole. She waited for the slap to land on her face, but it did not come even after a long while. Suddenly, the man screamed out loud again, and this time, it sounded like

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