Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart
Chapter 1743 - 1733: Almost Forced

Chapter 1743: Chapter 1733: Almost Forced

Immediately someone supported her, a hand shamelessly groping her body, "What happened to Ms. Lawrence? The floor is slippery, be careful not to fall."

"Let go!" She had no strength in her hands, no matter how furious she was, she couldn’t push away the bartender supporting her.

Skye Lawrence had never been humiliated like this before, rage reaching its peak, she slapped fiercely.

"Slap!"

The bartender, after being slapped, his face turned dark, sinisterly said, "Ms. Lawrence’s face is so red, she must be feeling hot. You two are still standing there dumbfounded, help Ms. Lawrence take off her clothes!"

The two men in the bathroom exchanged glances, all blood rushing to their heads.

Not because of the ’sensual fortune’ about to come.

But because they thought of the 150 million, unable to suppress their boiling blood. They quickly made a choice, approaching Skye Lawrence with lewd smiles.

Even someone as calm as Skye Lawrence couldn’t remain calm in this situation. She struggled desperately.

"Get away!"

"Didn’t you hear? Get away!"

"Get away from me immediately, or I will kill you!"

"If you dare to touch a single finger of mine, don’t talk about having photos, even if you have a video, I will kill you!"

The two men were now completely blinded by money and beauty, ignoring everything she said.

Each held down one of her hands, starting to tear at her clothes.

Meanwhile, the bartender stood aside, holding a phone from above, filming her.

"The way Ms. Lawrence struggles looks just right, you reminded me, in this kind of situation, filming a video is of course more useful than taking photos. Otherwise, how would others recognize it’s you?"

"You’re courting death!"

Skye Lawrence used all her strength to struggle, her head spinning, her hands completely powerless.

The most fatal thing was, the scene before her eyes was already starting to blur and spin, her body kept heating up, driving her to near madness. View the correct content at NovelFire

She couldn’t see anything, just the red flash on the phone constantly flashing before her eyes...

"Ha, struggling so fiercely just now, and now feeling terrible?"

"A rich young lady really is different, look at this skin and figure, haha, truly top-notch."

"What are you waiting for, hurry up, I can’t wait any longer."

Had she fallen into hell?

Skye Lawrence could hear the voices, logically wanting to struggle, but the sound she made was only a soft moan.

Just when she was completely despairing.

Bang!

The bathroom door was kicked open from outside.

Immediately, a cold breeze blew in.

She heard the sound of fists hitting flesh and the screams of men one after another.

"I was wrong, I was wrong."

"Don’t kill me."

"No."

The two previously arrogant men, now disheveled, beaten to the point of rolling on the ground, continually begging for mercy.

The bartender, the mastermind, was even worse off, being rubbed against the wall into a pig’s head, already passed out.

The man who appeared as elegant as a noble now in rage, like a venomous snake awakened, tearing off his usual gentle mask.

Without looking back, he commanded the bodyguard who came with him, "Block the door, don’t let anyone in!"

"Yes, Young Master!"

Then, under the terrified eyes of the two begging men, he pulled out a gun, pointing the black muzzle at their heads.

The two were now truly scared to the bone, trembling nonstop, "You dared to touch her?"

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I really was."

"It was the bartender, he forced us!"

The two shifted the blame onto the unconscious bartender.