Chapter: 842
The leader hastily donned his clothes. Observing the severity of his companions’ injuries, he was
momentarily stunned.
Pulling out a knife from his pocket, he stared at Rosalynn with malice.
“Bitch, you think you’re tough? I’d like to see if I’m stronger than you!
Rosalynn maintained a cold demeanor, her gaze fixed on the Leader who intended to stab her with the
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Enraged, the man grabbed a nearby chair and swung it at Rosalynn.
Rosalynn deftly evaded the blow and delivered a powerful kick, sending him crashing into the wall.
He screamed, slumping down and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Clearly, he had suffered internal injuries.
The other men stood frozen, their faces etched with fear and shock as they regarded Rosalynn as if
she were a ghost.
They had never encountered a woman who was both beautiful and formidable.
After all, beautiful women could be the most deceptive.
Wearing an unwavering expression, Rosalynn paid no further attention to them for the moment. Her
focus was on finding Maggie.
Maggie huddled in a corner, trembling with fear.
Filled with sympathy, Rosalynn located a blanket and gently wrapped it around Maggie’s trembling
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“It’s okay, Maggie.”
Maggie quivered, slowly lifting her gaze. It seemed that she only now recognized Rosalynn, her eyes
welling up with tears.
“Rosalynn…”
“Don’t worry. I’m here.”
Rosalynn enveloped Maggie in a comforting embrace, her voice gentle and soothing.
At Hughes Group
Brian set aside the pile of documents and massaged his temples.
Glancing at the time, he realized it was nearly ten o’clock.