Chapter 573
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It was the middle of the night…
Yvonne finally tracked down Dan at a lively nightclub. As she barged into the VIP room, she was greeted by a scene of debauchery-people lost in the haze of alcohol and flashing lights.
Dan was sandwiched between two women, both clinging to him like koalas. In Yvonne’s eyes, they were all legs and little else.
One of them offered Dan a drink, which he accepted without hesitation, his eyes glazed over with a drunken daze.
Yvonne narrowed her eyes, her mind replaying Xander’s enraged face, as if he wanted to swallow her whole. And here was this jerk, Dan, living it up while she was left dealing with the mess he’d created?
Rage bubbled up inside her.
Without a second thought, she stormed over and flipped the low table in front of Dan. The table had been loaded with an assortment of drinks, snacks, and fruits, all of which went flying.
The room fell silent, save for the thumping music. Heads turned in unison to gape at Yvonne.
After a beat, someone spoke up, “What the hell? Who’s this crazy lady causing a scene?”
Ignoring the shout, Yvonne, eyes blazing, kicked Dan squarely in the stomach.
The guy who had yelled earlier muttered an incredulous “Damn,” as the entire room watched the chaos unfold.
Dan, usually quick on his feet, was caught off guard, unable to dodge with the women beside him. Yvonne’s kick landed with a satisfying thud, drawing a pained grunt from him.
The two women flanking him scrambled away in a hurry.
But Yvonne wasn’t done. She vaulted over the overturned table and launched herself at Dan, fists flying.
In her mind, it was crystal clear-this man had approached her with ulterior motives all those years ago. If he wanted to deceive, he should have just gone for her money!
But to toy with her feelings? Unforgivable!
Fueled by fury, Yvonne hammered Dan with punch after punch. Her movements were so swift, the onlookers barely had time to react.
By the time anyone moved to intervene, Dan had managed to catch one of Yvonne’s fists.
But she was relentless, swinging her other fist in a wide arc.
With a resounding “thud,” she landed a punch on the other side of his face.
Yvonne was livid.
In that moment, she was ready to fight Dan to the bitter end.
Dan’s head snapped sideways from the impact, and when he looked back at her, his eyes were filled with anger.
“Get her!” a voice boomed from the crowd.
This wasn’t just a scene; it was a full-blown disaster.
Dan had only shown up at the club as a favor to someone, a social obligation of sorts. Seeing the chaos, the host almost had a stroke on the spot.
Yvonne, oblivious to the commotion around her, continued to pummel Dan, shouting, “Think you can just steal and get away with it? If you’re gonna steal, at least own up to it, you coward!”
In Yvonne’s book, integrity was everything.
Dan had crossed a line, and she didn’t care if he had been a man she once loved.
If love was gone, he deserved a beating; and if it wasn’t, he still needed correcting.
Bottom line: he had to be held accountable!
“Where is it? Where’s the damn thing? Talk, or I’ll keep going!”
Those around her were flabbergasted. Her relentless assault left no room for Dan to even breathe, let alone speak.
Even a miracle worker couldn’t conjure an extra mouth to deal with her onslaught. Yvonne was seething.
Recalling Xander’s near-homicidal fury earlier that day, it was clear the document she sought was of immense importance.
“Speak up! Where’s the document? Not talking? I’ll beat the truth out of you.”
The crowd watched in silence, dumbfounded.
A dozen security personnel rushed forward, the leader reaching for Yvonne.
But in a swift move, Dan managed to grab both her wrists, flipping her and pinning her to the couch.
“Enough…” he said, his voice strained.
“Let go! Let me go!” Yvonne demanded, struggling to regain control.
But the difference in strength between them was too great, leaving her at a disadvantage.
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