Chapter 696

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“Come on, Ms. Davidson, just have one drink with us! It’s a small price for a big investment in your company!”
“Ms. Davidson, you are stunning. Why resist making your life easier? Join me, and you’ll have no worries ever again!”
With a strained smile, Dolores replied, “I appreciate the compliment, but I’m here strictly for business. Sign with us, and I promise your investment will double within three months.”
“Your promises of profit don’t sway us.”
“That’s right. What we really care about is you, Ms. Davidson.”
As the words left their mouths, the men began closing the distance between themselves and Dolores.
Dolores attempted to slip away, but they blocked her path.
“Where do you think you’re going? You approached us, so play by our rules.”
The moment Dolores sensed danger, she started to fight back. “Let me go! If you don’t back off now, you’re going to regret it!”
Under normal circumstances, Dolores would never have dealt with such shady people. Her current situation made her regret her decision deeply.
“Regret it? And what exactly are you going to do to me? I’d love to see you try!”
With a crude laugh, the sleazy lead man lifted his hand, aiming to slip it beneath Dolores’ collar.
Dolores’ eyes flew open in alarm as she braced herself to fight back, fully prepared to get hurt if that was what it took.
Just then, an unexpected intervention occurred. A firm grip seized the man’s wrist, twisting it sharply.
A snap followed by a cry of pain filled the air.
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“Argh, that hurts! Who do you think you are? Are you out of your damn mind?” the sleazy man shouted, writhing in pain.
“Who the hell are you to interrupt us?”
The men’s heads whipped around to see Dustin, whose smile was laced with threat. “Perhaps you should question your own sanity.”
“Ah—Mr. Wade…”
“Mr. Wade, long time no see. How are things?”
“Oh, come on, our friend was only messing around. No need to take it seriously, Mr. Wade.”
Recognition dawned on the men’s faces, replacing arrogance with fear.
Dolores, perched on the sofa, was in shock. She never imagined Dustin would show up, especially not to save her in such a timely manner.
Dustin’s expression hardened, his tone chilling as he instructed, “Get out. I don’t want to catch sight of you around here again.”
“Of course, Mr. Wade, we’re on our way out!”
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