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

Chapter 260

Judson swung his bat with such ferocity that it was a blur.

John barely had a moment to register what was happening before the bat connected with his neck, sending him sprawling through the air.

He crashed into the wall with a sickening thud and crumpled to the ground, unconscious.

The whole room fell into an eerie silence as everyone stared at Judson, who stood there exuding a menacing aura. It was clear that no one had anticipated this level of aggression.

Nancy clenched her jaw tightly. She wasn't the forgiving type, especially if she had been the one being bullied instead of Judson.

Judson let out a cruel laugh. "So, are you all going to gang up on me, or should I take you down one by one?"

The crowd exchanged uncertain glances, the bravado fading from their faces.

But with a shared look, they charged at Judson. After all, there were seven or eight of them—surely they could overpower him.

Nancy watched anxiously as Judson was surrounded.

Judson moved with lightning speed. When the first man lunged at him, Judson delivered a high side kick that sent the attacker flying.

The next man, who was closest to Judson, barely had time to react before a punch landed squarely on his face, sending him stumbling backward.

Within moments, Judson had taken down two men.

of dread creeping in, and some even considered fleeing. But before they could reach the door, dozens of men dressed in black

in black sneered, "Without Mr. Buchanan's permission, did you really think you could

over the group,

away and approached Nancy,

lips as he drew near, prompting her

here. Just close your

Nancy closed her

out a gun and fired at the chains binding

Bang, bang-

The chains shattered.

Judson tucked the gun back into his pocket and helped

eyes,

been suspended in

"Judson, Ramona..."

could finish, hurried footsteps echoed through

"Lena, are you okay?!"

to see Ramona rushing in, her clothes stained with blood,

"Your clothes-"

assured, relief washing over her as she saw that Nancy was

"Ms. Iverson is indeed unharmed; she didn't even need me to play

entering with a grin. "Really, you