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The bodyguard strode up to the door and, without even knocking, kicked it open.
Before the door was kicked open, the three men in the living room were still shamelessly boasting.
“Howard, you raised one hell of a daughter. What a figure she’s got! She's got such a fiery temper, too. Just look
at these scratches she gave me. If you and Edwin hadn’t cin to help pin her down, | wouldn't have been
able to handle her,” one of the men said.
Howard Cherniavsky took a drag from his cigarette and scoffed disdainfully, “Oh, women, that’s just how they
are. She's yours now. Just rough her up for a couple more days, and she'll caround. If you're lucky and she
gets knocked up, she'll have to settle down with you.”
Edwin Cherniavsky couldn't care less about what happened to his sister. Rubbing his hands together greedily, his
face alight with anticipation, he asked, “Mr. Dunn, what about the 60 thousand dollars we agreed on?”
“Once we get her back to the village, | swear you'll get every last cent of that money,” Felix Dunn replied.
The old, rusty lock didn’t stand a chance. Two swift kicks and the door flew open.
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With a thunderous crash, the door burst open, startling Ruth Cherniavsky, who had been in the room trying to
pressure Birgitte, into rushing out.
“God damn it! What's happening now? You goddamn son of a-” The curse choked off in Ruth’s throat as she
gaped at the four intruders, her voice cutting out like a stalled engine.
“Who are you people?” Howard asked.
It was obvious these four were no ordinary people.
Every vile word those men just said was heard loud and clear. Aubree, as a woman, was absolutely livid. And
even Josiah’s jaw dropped. He'd always thought Aubree’s family took the cake for being the most messed-up
parents he'd ever seen.
Who would've thought Birgitte’s parents could be even more shameless?
'60 thousand dollars?‘ Josiah thought. He couldn’t help but stare. ‘Do they not know that’s less than a month's
pay for Ms. Cherniavsky?*
The Cherniavsky family knew full well how successful Birgitte was now, but what good was all her success and
glory to them? They couldn't control her, and none of that money would ever touch their pockets.
The Cherniavsky couple figured it was better to just sell her off for their son to get a bride. After all, that 60
thousand dollars. was cash they could get their hands on.
“Where's Birgitte?” Aubree demanded.
Of course, Howard and his family knew Birgitte had changed her name, but he said, “Birgitte? | don’t know who
she is.
“There's no Birgitte here, just that fucking-" Before he could spit out the last word, Aubree snatched a beer
bottle from the table and smashed it straight across Howard's head.
“Where is she?” Blood splattered across Aubree’s cheek; with her eyes burning with a murderous glare, she
looked every inch like an avenging demon that had risen straight from hell.
Howard, who always boasted about his worldly experience, found his legs turning to jelly when faced with
Aubree, who was merely eighteen years old.
“You little bitch! How dare you hit him?” Edwin snarled, putting up like an aggressive rooster. Spoiled rotten by
his family and used to getting his way, he eyed the four city folks with contempt. They were probably too
pampered to throw a real punch.
Bowen, who had been watching from the side, instantly snapped. He delivered a vicious kick, sending the
arrogantly shouting Edwin flying onto the coffee table, where he clutched his stomach and howled in agony.
“You little bastard,” Bowen snarled. “I don't like that filthy mouth of yours.”
Seeing their son getting beaten, Howard and Ruth charged forward like madmen.
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Felix took one look and thought, ‘If they lost this fight, wouldn't the woman I'd paid for slip right through my
fingers?’
Hence, he hastily joined in the fight.
“Thud!” A devastating blow landed.
“Thwack!” Another vicious blow landed.
Minutes later, Howard, Ruth, and Felix were sprawled on the floor, battered and bruised, groaning in pain.
The bodyguard straightened his slightly rumpled clothes. He had been dying to beat the crap out of these
people, whose mouths were filthier than a sewer.
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