Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 523

Before Bugsy could hit her, Sarah smacked his hand away. Stung by the

smack, he frowned.

“What?”

“That b*tch just hit Mr. Hound! Get her!”

The lackeys roared, foaming at their mouths. Bugsy was the top dog of all the

villages in these settlements, and they would not allow a mere wench to sully

their king’s pride.

Bugsy held his hand up, telling his lackeys to calm down, then he licked his

lips. “Feisty. Cobra told me you broke his hose, aye?”

“So what if I did?” Sarah looked at him coldly, unfazed.

seem to be confident in

a duel? If you win, I’ll let all of you go, and

you lose, then you’ll have to stay here and

oaf wants Miss Sarah to marry him? Not

a million years!

ignored Suri and stared at Sarah instead.

a dire situation. Her

out of this, so she must rely on her skills. She

least she

word, I’ll

sickly woman heaved a sigh. They thought

people that weren’t worth

more and more, honey.”

confident that he could

whipped her leg at Bugsy’s mouth.

Not even professional dancers could flex their limbs

held his hand open and

leg. It shocked Sarah and she tried

lose her shoe before she could pull her