Chapter 1839
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Cabinda did indeed have top-tier guys.
Before heading back, they stopped for some late-night food. Within minutes, Shirley spotted two groups of attractive guys.
One of them was Keegan, the dancer Macy had been fiercely promoting.
Even with a baseball cap pulled low, veteran fan Shirley recognized him instantly.
At the same time, Claire recognized the person sitting across from Keegan.
It was Macy.
Sneaking out for a late-night date?
No wonder she was pushing him so hard-they actually knew each other!
Claire quietly looked away. It wasn’t polite to stare, especially since they were clearly trying to keep a low profile. She didn’t want to blow their cover.
But soon, a drunk thug stumbled over to Macy’s table.
“Hey cutie, you’re pretty. How old are you?”
The tattooed thug slurred, throwing a heavy arm around Macy’s shoulders.
Macy’s skin crawled. A wave of absolute disgust washed over her.
Before she could say a word, Keegan had had enough.
“Get your filthy hands off her!”
He stood up, shoved the man away, and instinctively pulled Macy into his arms.
“Are you okay?” Keegan asked, his voice tight with panic.
Macy looked pale, but the thug looked downright murderous.
“You little punk! You dared to push me! Go ask around and find out who the boss of these streets is!”
The man threw a wild punch at Keegan. At the same time, three or four of his buddies swarmed the table.
“Ah!” Macy screamed.
Keegan was a trained dancer. He had enough core strength to fend off one drunk, but against four thugs, he was quickly overwhelmed.
Macy wasn’t the type to sit back and watch. She grabbed a wooden chair and swung it at the tattooed thug.
The man scoffed, blocking the chair with one arm while raising his other hand to slap her across the face.
If that massive hand connected with Macy’s face, she’d be seriously hurt.
At the neighboring table, Claire
Sophia had been on their feet the
d. While
moment the shouting started.
everyone else scrambled away, they were ready to jump in
Seeing the thug raise his hand, they couldn’t hold back anymore.
Sophia was faster. She launched herself at the thug, delivering a brutal kick to his ribs. He stumbled, nearly falling flat on his back.
The slap never landed.
Claire didn’t waste a second. She grabbed a chair and smashed it into the thug’s back.
Caught completely off guard, the man was instantly floored by the two girls.
Seeing Claire had things handled, Sophia turned to help Keegan, who had already taken a few nasty kits If Sophia hadn’t intervened he would have been pummeled.
These men were notorious local bullies. Thanks to the thug’s powerful brother-in- law, the neighborhood lived in fear of them.
The restaurant owner had tried hinting that Claire’s group should take their food to go, but since they weren’t locals, they hadn’t caught on.
The tattooed thug, reeling from the chair strikes, roared furiously. “You think you can touch me?! You’re not making it out of this street alive!”
He reached for his phone to call for backup.
Shirley and Len couldn’t fight, but they were smart enough to immediately call the police.
Sophia had taken down three grown men single-handedly, taking a few hits in the process Len watched in terroras the fast thug burst out of the kitchen wielding a meat Cleaver, charging straight at Sophia.
Without thinking, Len threw himself at the man.
Keegan, realizing what was happening, also lunged forward.
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