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

Chapter 235

Nancy's fingers hesitated for a moment. What did Michael mean by that?

The bald guy was clearly confused too. "She, she's your "

Before he could finish, Michael swiftly kicked him square in the face.

The bald guy didn't even have time to react as he went flying, landing with a thud on the hardwood floor. Blood started pooling beneath his head, and he passed out cold.

The other men in the room could only stare, their eyes wide with shock, as they watched Michael, his expression mask of cold fury. Their knees gave out, and they fell to the floor.

"Mr. Ferguson, please, spare us. We didn't know she was... with you."

Michael let out a sharp, humorless laugh. "It's too late for that. I'm afraid you've missed your chance." His voice was as icy and unforgiving as a winter storm.

Suddenly, a group of law enforcement officers burst in, the lead officer announcing, "You're all under suspicion of forcing women against their will. You're coming with us."

something like this to happen here. I assure you, I'll be tightening up security." A middle-aged man, around forty, spoke with

of

"Lena, I'm so sorry..."

to this bar, none

fault. You couldn't have known something

had already shrugged off his jacket and draped it

Nancy's hand. "Lena, let

interjected, "Lena, you go with Mr. Eerguson. I'll head off with Malcolm." She shot a

determined gaze, grinned. "Of course not.

nodded, then turned to

turned and left, Malcolm following close

them leave, her concern lingering until they were

teasing her. "Worried about her? From what I hear, the Iverson

fight, Malcolm

him, her voice cautious.