Chapter 1274
Chapter 1274:
Annabel was about to pull away when hurried footsteps closed in behind them.
Before she could react, a rough force shoved her aside.
Annabel stumbled and bumped into someone.
“She… she is my sister! You can take her away as my replacement. Please let me go…” the woman pleaded, her voice trembling.
Annabel had no idea what was happening. She tried to step back, but someone grabbed her wrist.
A rough hand pinched her chin, forcing her to look up at the man holding her.
His face was flushed, and the strong stench of alcohol clung to him. The moment he saw Annabel, his eyes brightened as he asked, “So she’s the same as you p>
“Yes! She is! In fact, she’s way prettier than me!” the woman blurted out again, not caring that Annabel was nothing more than an innocent stranger who had been passing by.
“Let me go!” Annabel slapped his hand away.
But when she looked up again, she saw several burly men standing behind him, backing him up. Her heart tightened with fear.
Who were these people?
“Well, you’ve got quite the attitude, don’t you?” The leering grin on the middle-aged man’s face showed he was intrigued by Annabel.
“Fuck off!” Annabel turned to leave, but someone blocked her path.
“Take them all away!” the man barked coldly.
At his command, the woman who had looked relieved a moment ago snapped her head up.
“She’s more beautiful than me! Just take her!” she yelled desperately, making Annabel’s stomach churn.
Annabel’s expression turned icy. Just as she was about to strike them, she felt a sharp prick. In an instant, her limbs went slack.
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In that moment, Annabel understood she couldn’t fight her way out.
“She is indeed beautiful.” The man rubbed his chin in satisfaction as he looked her over. He reached out to touch her cheek—
And the next second, he was kicked away.
Rupert’s expression was glacial as he glanced at Annabel, who had collapsed to the floor. His knuckles had gone white from clenching his fists.
“You son of a bitch!” The man, now on his knees, pointed at Rupert, his face twisting with anger.
“Stay out of my business! What are you all waiting for? Beat him to death!” the middle-aged man roared.
His men surged forward.
But no matter how tough they looked, they were nothing more than ants to Rupert. Fury burning in his eyes, he showed them no mercy.
Crouched in the corner, the woman trembled as she watched. This man…
“Get someone over here. Now p>