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A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 67
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Chapter 67

Xylie realized that she had run into a scoundrel. She

swiftly spun on her heel to leave.

“Haha! Don’t go, pretty!” A lackey wearing a gold chain

grabbed her. Licking his lips, he declared, “This is your

lucky day! My boss, Rat, has taken a fancy to you! Take

a seat and have a few drinks with him!”

“I… I don’t know him!” Xylie argued even as she

struggled.

“Haha, you don’t even know Rat? Have you heard of the

renowned Mr. Webber in the southern area of

Yeringham, then? Rat is his sworn brother!” the man

wearing a gold chain proclaimed with a smug grin.

Samuel enjoyed great popularity in Yeringham,

especially among the various major nightclubs and

bars. No one was a stranger to his reputation.

Xylie adamantly shook her head and struggled

desperately.

“Damn it! As long as you agree to keep me company

tonight, all this money will be yours!”

Following that, Rat Lauer slapped a stack of bills onto

the table. From the looks of it, it was at least tens of

thousands.

He had picked up girls from the bar countless times,

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and many pretended to be virtuous. Yet, when all was

said and done, they protested for the sake of money.

Many of them instantly changed their tune upon

seeing the stack of bills awaiting them.

However, Xylie did not even spare it a single glance.

She continued struggling and countered icily, “Sorry,

but you’re mistaken! I’m not a bar hostess. If you need

one, I can help to notify someone to come over and

serve you.”

Having said that, she pivoted to leave.

“Damn it, what a b*tch! You don’t want to do things the

nice way, huh?”

Going off the deep end, Rat smashed a beer bottle at

her feet.

Crash!

The sound of the beer bottle shattering had the whole

bar plunging into silence in a flash.

“Take a step further if you dare! I’ll kill you!” Rat

threatened in a glacial voice.

That snagged the attention of a number of people.

“What are the lot of you looking at? We might just

gouge your eyes out!”

Each of Rat’s lackeys was more arrogant than the last.

They pointed at the other patrons and cursed them

out.

The people around did not even dare watch the show

anymore, much less attempt to be a knight in shining

armor and save the damsel in distress.

After all, it was clear as day that the group of men was

not to be trifled with.

Xylie did her utmost best to remain calm, but her

palms had long since gone damp with sweat. She

wanted to leave yet did not dare do so, making for a

pitiful sight.

Mistakenly assuming that she had given up resisting,

Rat reached out to grope her thigh.

“Haha, your leg is fair and supple, making me salivate,

pretty!”

“Ah! Stop it, you scoundrel!”

In her moment of panic, Xylie slapped the man across

the face.

Slap!

At once, the air seemingly froze.

Rat had been in the underground circles for a long.

time, and he had never been struck by a woman.

Worse still, the incident happened in public, causing

him great humiliation.

In the blink of an eye, the group of men smashed

everything madly and even pushed Xylie to the

ground.

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It was their first time encountering such an obstinate

woman, but they believed that anyone would end up

begging for mercy at their hands.

She’s dead today!

“How reprehensible!”

Seething inwardly, Yoel gritted his teeth at the side, his

hands balled into fists.

Regretfully, he was scrawny and dared not step out at

all. All of a sudden, his gaze flickered. When he caught

sight of Emmanuel, his mind whirred at warp speed.

Everyone in Cloud Construction knows that he’s the

man who handled Mr. Webber and ensured that the

project could progress smoothly. Since he can even

deal with Mr. Webber, he must be capable of doing the

same with these few ruffians!

At that thought, he clenched his jaw and implored,

“Please save Xylie, Mr. Lowe!”

In truth, Emmanuel would have lent Xylie a hand

without the man having to make that request since

the ruffians had gone overboard.

Nonetheless, he seized advantage of the opportunity

and asked, “Can you help me amend the logo if I were

to help her?”

Yoel gritted his teeth. “I don’t dare promise you

anything, but I’ll try my best!”

“Deal!”

Immediately, Emmanuel stood up and walked out of

the booth.