Chapter 162: Kneel Down and Beg for Mercy

A group of people walked towards them, all dressed like thugs. At first glance, there were at least twenty of them.

The young man in the middle was wearing a black leather jacket adorned with shiny metal studs, and he was tall and muscular. He looked to be about six foot three.

He wore a black duckbill cap that obscured his face, but the giant python tattoo on his neck was impressive enough to make an impression on anyone who saw it. The snake’s head faced his chin, its bloody fangs gaping wide as if it were about to devour him whole. With this eerie and terrifying tattoo adorning him, even without showing his face, the man exuded an aura of ferocity that made people shudder. Was this Dominic?

Reece’s expression darkened as he quietly placed his handbag on top of the car hood and twisted his neck slightly. Cheyenne heard a faint “click” sound.

Was this guy going to fight?

Kelvin looked coldly at the group of people before turning around to Cheyenne and saying, “Get in the car!”

“No need.”

At her words, he became angry; furrowing his eyebrows and pursing his lips gave him an air of deep superiority.

“Now is not your time to show off.”

“Mr. Foley.” She tiptoed and leaned in close to his ear, her warm breath brushing against his earlobe, and at the same time, it also seeped into his heart. “The way you act makes me think you can’t bear to leave me.”

At her words, he clenched his large hand into a fist.

“Cheyenne,” he growled out between gritted teeth. “Do you think your fancy moves can take down all these guys?”

“That’s none of your concern,” she replied calmly

now he wondered if that cute and proud girl in front of him was just her

prickly rose seemed more

Cheyenne who stood out

guys beat up

smiled lightly as she met those cold gleaming eyes head- on.”To

hung their heads shyly and felt embarrassed because they hadn’t told Dominic

residue in his mouth, the red

since you admit it yourself, don’t blame me for showing no mercy. Don’t think I won’t

he reached out and took the steel pipe handed to him by his henchman and swung it hard

her into his embrace to make her avoid

the man’s scent was

she watched Dominic’s steel pipe about to strike Kelvin’s shoulder in

did he protect me

She opened her lips slightly and said something shocking that would turn things around. “Dominic Grant! Are you itching for trouble again? You even dare to fight

soon as she finished speaking, the steel pipe in Dominic’s hand fell to

with high temperatures; he only wore flip

to scream in pain

you know my real name! Are you really

look closely at this woman before but now that he did – her face was innocent yet seductive with a small mole on

really

“Plop!”

endured excruciating pain from his foot while kneeling before Cheyenne in front of all of his henchmen who were shocked by what they saw. He bowed ninety degrees onto the ground, begging. “Cheyenne, spare

on his shoulder with one

you want to

wouldn’t dare – just now I didn’t recognize it was you.” “Your

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