My Fabulous Wife

Chapter 008 Mogul's bad mood, your doomsday Before anyone could spot what had happened, that man had been banged onto the ground by Annette's over-the-shoulder throw.

The color of other dandies’ faces changed.

These megalomaniacs had never met with brush-off.

Staring at this woman who had just battered their friend, these men had their fists clutched.

"Catch her and give her a good lesson tonight!"

The head of the gang grated his teeth.

As the three men pounced on her, Annette still moved leisurely, just with a light sneer.

She squinted with a chilly light shining in her pretty eyes.

You were seeking your doomsday.

A swift and powerful kick made the man in the front scrawling on the ground, unable to rise.

The fist dashing toward her was met with a cracking sound.

His carpal bone was smashed.

Another scream.

The fourth one was watching the other three lying on the ground.

stood on end

run for his life, when he was grasped by a powerful strength at the

hood and one eye lowered, Annette expressionlessly

slight hint of evil

collapsed and dared not to utter a single word, only trembling in cold

quite a

poker-faced, Annette exhibited her arrogance from the ascending corner of

man’s voice

paled with fear, Annette chuckled lightly,

"Y...yes..."

The man stammered.

the man, swung her long leg down to the ground and put her

a smile, Wancy looked at the men lying there who were painfully

a kick as

a shortcut that eventually brings you more pain to your already short path of

innocent voice added in some color of

they should have dared to come head-to-head with his sister when she was not in the right mood! She was already being merciful that she didn’t beat them into a worse

lighter and cigarettes out

pretty fingers which were with thin calluses

cast a causal look at the widely opened window of the

second

an even pace

in the private box of the second floor had watched

a match, since One side was far from

the other.