Valeria now stood firmly in Rosalynnâs embrace.
It was often believed that men wouldnât readily kneel before anyone.
Yet, here he was, brought to his knees in public by a woman.
The manâs humiliation fueled his rage.
âYou have no idea who I am! How dare you hurt m
Rising, he snatched a bottle from a passing waiterâs tray and smashed it, brandishing the jagged remnants at Rosalynnâs head.
She deftly dodged, kicking him in the rear.
This sent him crashing to the floor.
Calmly, Rosalynn stared down at him, âI know who you are.
â
Fuming, the man snapped, âThen how could you possibly strike me?â
âBecause youâre a scoundrel, and you deserve it,â Rosalynn retorted.
Valeria couldnât help but chuckle.
It was then that she recognized her savior.
Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated For All Books Updatesâ¦
âItâs you? The designer from S.
W.
Studio?â
âThatâs me,â Rosalynn confirmed.
Noticing Rosalynnâs nonchalance while conversing with Valeria, the manâs fury escalated.
He lunged at Rosalynn with the jagged bottle.
âYouâre asking for it
Rosalynnâs expression darkened.
Holding Valeria with one arm, she swiftly grabbed the manâs wrist and twisted it forcefully.
he snarled.
He yelped in pain and retreated.
Alerted by his cry, his bodyguards finally took action.
âsirtâ