The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 36

The woman stood naked, her voluptuous body on full display for anyone to admire.

The elevator was bustling with guests, and news of the chaos had started to spread.

People flooded the corridor, cameras trained on the unfolding drama,

When the elevator doors opened, the first officer to step out barked, “Everybody, move aside! The police are here!” The crowd parted, creating a path to the central stage. Yet the police struggled to control the situation. Cameron was relentlessly beating Harry, who, despite wearing nothing but his birthday suit, seemed on the verge of fleeing.

Ultimately, the officers had to forcibly restrain Cameron “War Goddess” Thompson to bring the fight to a halt. They arrested everyone involved under suspicion of public disturbance, assault, and prostitution.

The accusation only fueled Cameron’s fury. “What are you arresting me for? You should arrest these two for

huh?” having an affair! What’s wrong with a wife beating up a homewrecker,

“Pipe down and follow instructions, ma’am. We’ve got a process to follow here,” a police officer retorted, tightening his grip on her.

Harry, now clad in a bathrobe, snarled, “Bitch, why couldn’t you just take this home? You’re an embarrassment!” “Me, an embarrassment? You’re the one screwing around with some random bitch!” she shot back.

Spinning to face the other woman, Cameron broke free from the officer’s hold and lunged.

a flurry of

think you are, messing with my husband? I’ll ruin your sex

right

Her attacks landed with the sharp cracks of gunfire, forcing the crowd to shrink back in

lying down. She grabbed Cameron’s hair and yanked

but counterattacked immediately.

from their belts and restrained everyone involved, finally putting an

seen a brawl between

had been recording the entire scene on her phone, sneered. “This

police led the four through the hotel entrance, the crowd looked on, captivated by the spectacle.

Harry’s despondent expression. A sense of justice washed over me as if the pain my mother and I

day, Edward

Charder

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Then I remembered that the call might

picked

“Was it you who reported Dad for prostitution? Did you call the cops on

“What’s the problem? You