Chapter 127 Your Man Provokes Me
Hank looked at Darlene with some sympathy and said, âMr. Swale, my stomach is not good, and I canât
drink much. Why donât we use juice as a substitute? The same for Ms.
Garcia.â
Braylen seemed to have heard a joke. He was stunned for a moment and burst out
laughing.
âListen. Listen to what you have said. You used to drink at least three bottles of wine. Why do you refuse
Ms. Garcia tonight?â
Douglas immediately took the opportunity to come over with a wine glass in his hand, his expression full
of malicious intent.
âMr. Swale, donât scare your employee. It doesnât matter if Hank doesnât drink. I can. Ms. Garcia is a
woman, so we have to show our respect. How about I drink with Ms.
Garcia?!!
Braylen leaned back and put on a halfâsmile. âWhatever. Whoever wants to drink with.
Ms. Garcia will be alright. Just a few glasses of wine. Ms. Garcia wonât reject it, right?â
Darlene turned sullen, and she kept the distance between her and Douglas with some disgust. âMr.
Swale, my health condition doesnât allow me to drink alcoholâ
Braylen was still smiling, but his tone changed. âMs. Garcia, donât pretend to be serious. You agreed to
spend a night with me. Now what? Old men arenât your type?â
When he said this, the room fell into a brief silence.
Although they had guessed the reason why Braylen had called Darlene over, it was still a bit unexpected
for him to say it so bluntly..
Moreover, it was also a rare thing for Braylen, who was famous for being a playboy on the surface but
was actually abstinent on the outside, to invite a woman to spend a night with him.
Darlene pushed away the wine glass that Douglas handed over and looked at Braylen. âWhat did Mr.
Swale just say?â
Braylen stood up with a smile. âWhat did I say? Ms. Garcia is not disabled. How could you not
understand?â
Braylen swirled a glass of wine in his hand and walked over to Darlene. He leaned over to her and said
in a low voice, âUnfortunately, Iâm very picky about women.
Since Ms. Garcia agreed so easily, I am suddenly not interested in you. As for the shares. of the Gallard
Group, do you really think that I want them?â
Douglas saw Braylenâs attitude and became bold. He stuffed the wine glass into Darleneâs hand. âMs.
Garcia, do you understand this time?
âMr. Swale is not interested in you. He called you here to have fun. Do you really think you are
somebody?
âSince you are already here, stop pretending to be aloof. No one buys it. Youâd better drink some. Mr.
Swale doesnât need you, but there may be someone who needs you.â
As Douglas spoke, he laughed, and the people sitting around him laughed with him.
Douglas forced Darlene to drink, and soon there was a dispute.
Braylen stood up, no longer wanting to continue interfering. âYou guys have fun. I still have things to do,
so Iâll leave first. Iâll pay the bill.â
Darlene was harassed by Douglas, unable to get away. Seeing that Braylen was about to leave, she
anxiously said in a cold voice, âMr. Swale can be considered a person. with some reputation. I have no
enmity with you. Are you going to treat me like this?â
Braylen turned around and glanced at her. âYou have no enmity with me, but your man provoked me. I
wish you a happy night.â
He then opened the door and went out. In the room, the others were not fools like
Douglas.
Knowing that Darlene was Averyâs wife, the others didnât dare to take the risk of messing with Darlene.
They turned to other women.
After Braylen left, the others also found excuses to leave.
There were only two people left in the room. Darlene recalled that night when she was also troubled by
Douglas.
Familiar memories came, and she tried to calm herself down. She grabbed a bottle on the table and said,
âMr. Nixon, didnât you learn your lesson? I hurt you last time, and I can definitely do it again this time.â
Douglas sneered, approaching Darlene with his red eyes. âI wasnât prepared last time. This time, do you
think you can hurt me again?â
He quickly approached. When Darlene raised the bottle, he forcefully snatched the bottle from her hand.
Before the wine bottle that Darlene had raised could touch his head, the bottle was snatched away by
Douglas and shattered on the ground.
A chill ran down her spine as she was forcefully pulled over. Following that, Douglas pressed her down
on the sofa.
A fat face with big ears quickly enlarged in front of her eyes. Douglas said arrogantly as he wanted to
kiss her, âLittle beauty, I told you that you would be mine sooner or later.
âAvery has been enough with you. He doesnât even want you anymore. Why are you pretending to be
aloof?â
still
As he spoke, he took out a stack of cash from his pocket and stuffed it into Darleneâs shirt from the collar.
âI have money. Arenât you going to divorce? Why donât you come to me? Be my mistress, and I
guarantee that you will have endless money to spend.â
His hand restlessly moved downward. Darlene felt the coolness of the cash touching her skin, and her
stomach suddenly stirred.
Douglas, who weighed nearly 220 pounds, pressed against her. Darlene was so stuffy that she could not
breathe. Her forehead began to sweat.
She felt that she could not hold on any longer and had no other choice.
She gritted her teeth and tried to wake herself up. She struggled to take out a knife from the pocket of
her coat that fell to the ground.
She had no choice but to make a deal with Braylen, but it was not like she did not foresee any bad
situations when she came here.
Thus, she brought the knife with her, and the situation really developed to this point.
Darleneâs hands trembled violently. Douglasâ face had already rubbed against her neck. She gripped the
knife tightly, opened the scabbard, and then suddenly pressed the blade against Douglasâ neck.
Her voice was so shaky that it was almost impossible to hear clearly. âGo away!
Douglas, do you want to die?â
With the beauty in front of him, Douglas was so happy that he was dizzy. He did not even notice what
Darlene was holding.
He didnât have the mood to see it at all. He was focusing on pulling Darleneâs clothes. âDonât be so
surprised. Last time, you were lucky and ran away. This time, if you dare to attack me again, I will
definitely let you regret it!â
Darleneâs hand that was holding the knife was shaking violently, and there was only despair in her eyes.
âDouglas, you forced me. You forced me twice.â
The blade fiercely pressed down on Douglasâ neck.
Even though she was about to lose her mind, she still retained the last bit of consciousness. Although
her attack was heavy, it was not enough to kill Douglas.
Douglas finally realized what Darlene was holding in her hand.
He was immediately infuriated. He suddenly got up and pressed Darleneâs neck to curse
a few times.
The sudden suffocation made Darlene completely panic.
She pushed Douglas away with all her might, grabbed the knife, and got up from the sofa in a panic,
wanting to run outside.
Her shoulder was grabbed by Douglas. Darlene raised the knife and randomly waved it backward.
âDouglas, go away. Donât force me!â
Douglas already had a perverted preference, and seeing Darlene like this, he became
even more excited.
He directly grabbed a knife on the table and swung it towards Darleneâs shoulder. âDonât you like knives?
Come on. Letâs see whose knife skills are better.â
Darleneâs shoulder dodged the attack, and the knife touched the wrist of her left hand.
There was a sharp pain in her wrist. She could not care about anything else. She used all her strength
and tried several times to stab Douglas in the neck.
Douglas dodged a few attacks. In the end, since he drank too much, his vision was a little blurry.
In a flash, the knife cut his neck.
Braylen, who had been waiting outside for a long time, could not win over his
conscience. When he pushed the door open and entered, he saw exactly the unsightly