The Ex and Her Riches

At first, Charles only thought of her as an innocent and slightly foolish woman whom he could discuss marriage with.

Never did he expect her to be so tough in such situations. Evidently, he had underestimated her.

With a grim expression, Charles turned to leave the surveillance room, only to have Jessamyn stand up and get in his way again.

“Why do you care so much about her when you don’t even like her? This is her decision. You should respect it.”

“Get lost.”

Jessamyn was stunned. Although Charles had been indifferent to her for the past few days, he had never snapped at her. Is he actually mad?

While she was thinking about that, Charles suddenly reached out and grabbed her by the neck.

His grip was so tight that Jessamyn’s face flushed red. No matter how hard she tried to remove his hand, her strength was no match for the man.

“D-Do you really have the guts to k-kill me?”

Considering Jessamyn’s status as the daughter of the Cloud family and the fact that they were in the surveillance room of Seduction Bar, with the employees as witnesses, she was confident that Charles wouldn’t dare to cause her any harm.

She was correct in her assumption that Charles wouldn’t harm her in public. However, little did she know that it wouldn’t stop him from tightly gripping her neck.

With a gaze filled with fury, Charles leaned close to her, his breath brushing against her ear as he spoke in a low and menacing tone. “Don’t test me. There is a limit to my patience. In the past, I’ve been called a lunatic, a monster, and worse. When I lose control, I don’t behave like a normal human. If you truly wish to witness that side of me, I’ll gladly grant your request,” he warned.

Those simple sentences were infused with hostility, and the viciousness in his eyes made one wonder if he actually meant what the said. Anyone who met his gaze would surely tremble with fear.

As Charles loosened his grip around her neck, Jessamyn slumped to the ground with fear as if she was drained of her strength. It took her a long time to regain her composure.

This man’s so scary…

In the footage, Whitney could be seen swinging the broken wine bottle, making a few cuts on a few men who were trying to get near her. The situation was getting out of control.

Without wasting another second, Charles swung the door open and left to the private room based on the number displayed on the screen.

Meanwhile, Whitney’s voice could be heard from VIP Room 0555.

“G-Get lost! Don’t come near me! I’ll kill you!”

face, which was

underestimated the audacity of

wanted to earn some money by providing simple entertainment, but instead of seeking harmless

a locked door, the possibility of escape

to be taken advantage of just

tears poured from her eyes that were widened with fear. She waved the broken bottle in front of her, putting up

had just agreed to go on a date with me tomorrow. Will he still want me if he finds out I’m no longer a virgin?

Smack!

her thoughts, the middle-aged man swatted the bottle out of

grab her arms and legs, pinning her

tore her clothes apart, while some tugged at

honor for you to service me, don’t you

over Whitney when she realized she

rather die than let you guys

take her life right there

her mouth. She has to finish her job before we take her to the suburbs to kill

face and stuffed a large ball of napkins into her mouth, stopping her

and began undoing his belt and

twisted desires, however, the door was

by the door, emanating a chilling and menacing aura. “What do you

Mr. Newton.” The middle-aged man buckled his belt and made his way over to Charles. “We’re

as he reached into his pocket and retrieved his phone. He then made a call right

room 0555 trying to assault a girl. Please come over

despicable men. F*ck! Is he actually

the deputy director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. The men would be in deep trouble

the person restraining Whitney had loosened his

and scurried to the corner. She dared not look at Charles for fear

said, “Mr. Newton, we were just having some fun with her. Look, she even hurt some of the bosses here. We were just giving her a little scare, that’s all. Surely there’s no need to call Mr. Nico over from the

the men could still get out of the situation. However, things would not

manner, his gaze vicious. “There’s no use telling me that. You can save your explanations for when you get to the Federal Bureau

Group doesn’t mean you can do whatever you

it was only a matter of time before the people from the Federal Bureau of Investigation

their own guilt and knew they stood no chance against Charles. In fact, traces

placed one hand on the doorframe, blocking the crowd’s path

the people from the Federal Bureau of

Don’t

to arch in a sly manner. With an evil smile, he retorted, “Since you all had the audacity to bully her, it’s only fair that I