The Road to Rebirth Her Fresh Start and His Late Sorrow by Helena R. Bates

Chapter 111

Lucy barely had time to react before her legs gave out beneath her, and she crumpled to the ground. A sharp, agonizing pain spread from her head, forcing a guttural scream from her lips, "Who... who attacked me?"

She hadn't even finished the sentence when a mocking voice cut through the air.

"Lucy Allen, does the Allen family know how reckless you are?"

The voice was dripping with sarcasm, and Lucy's eyes snapped open to see a devilishly handsome man standing a short distance away. At his feet, seven or eight men knelt, all the thugs she had hired to deal with Lena.

Panic surged through her as she scanned the area, but Lena was nowhere to be seen.

Michael's lips curled into an amused smirk as he watched Lucy's face drain of color. "Looking for someone? Lena, perhaps?"

Lucy's heart pounded wildly in her chest as she locked eyes with Michael. Though he was smiling, there was an icy edge to him that sent chills down her spine.

Desperation gripped her, but her legs turned to jelly, unable to support her weight. All she could do was glare at him, feeling both humiliated and furious.

"Who are you, and why did you let Lena go? Do you even know who I am? I'm the heiress of the Allen Group! Do you know what happens to those who cross me?"

years chasing after Baldrick, rarely attending social events, and thus

smirk widened. "Do you know

pit of

know what happens when you mess

should have picked someone else to mess with. Now, not even God can

what are you going to do to me?" "What do you think? The very thing you were expecting, of course," Michael said

are you waiting for? If you don't treat Miss Lucy here with the utmost care, your paths will be cut short!" His voice

to believe

before stood hesitantly, one daring to

how well you perform," Michael said, his chin lifting slightly,

glances, their eyes turning predatory as they moved toward

stand but collapsed again, her injuries too severe. The men closed in, their eyes gleaming

If you dare lay a hand

Smack!

the men sneered down at her, "If it wasn't for you using your status to push

Let's not make it easy for her either, boys. What are you