Chapter 475

Kevin impatiently shoved his hand away, snatched his glass from the table, and downed it in one gulp.
Ever since Karina married into the Thompson family and became the lady of the wealthiest household, everyone in their circle had started to flatter him. Even these childhood friends had begun to orbit around him.
It had been a long time since Kevin had been so publicly humiliated.
“Wasn’t it you who said a while back that all women would fall at your feet? Looks like you were all talk, Kevin,” Jamie mocked dramatically.
“She’s just some minor actress. I’m doing her a favor by being interested, and she has the audacity to throw it back in my face,” Kevin said angrily, slamming his glass down on the table.
Jamie scoffed. “Alright, stop trying to save face. I heard Yvonne is Bennett’s woman. She does whatever she wants in our circles. You really dare to go after Mr. Thompson’s woman?!”
“So what if she’s with Bennett? She’s just a woman. I’m going to have her tonight, and what can he do about it? Is Bennett really going to make trouble for his own relatives over a plaything?”
“For real? You’re really going to poach Mr. Bennett Thompson’s woman tonight?” “You’re a real man,” Mr. Ward and Mr. Lee chimed in, egging him on.
“Kevin, you can’t be serious. If you actually lay a hand on Bennett’s woman, I’ll eat my hat,” Jamie said, his eyes wide with disbelief.
Fueled by the taunts, Kevin’s judgment clouded over, and he shot up from the sofa.
He glanced toward the dance floor just in time to see Yvonne leaving it and heading for the restroom.
Kevin beckoned his bodyguard over and whispered a few words in his ear.
The bodyguard, clearly no stranger to such orders, simply nodded and expertly began to follow Yvonne.
Yvonne entered the restroom and was touching up her makeup in front of the mirror when the lights suddenly went out, plunging the room into darkness.
Startled, she instinctively assumed the lights were just faulty.
She started fumbling her way toward the door.
Suddenly, a hand reached out from behind, and a damp cloth was pressed over her nose and mouth.
Yvonne reacted instantly, grabbing the hand that held her and executing a perfect shoulder throw, slamming the person behind her onto the hard floor.
The man never imagined that this slender, delicate-looking girl would fight back.
Before he could even process what was happening, he was on the
ground
his back hitting het
the cold,
hard tiles with a heavy thud,
followed by a pained groan.
The restroom was still pitch-black. Yvonne couldn’t see a thing, but she knew a man
had just tried to drug her.
It was a despicable tactic. An ordinary girl would have been helpless.
Yvonne loathed this kind of predatory behavior, especially the use of such underhanded tricks.
Furious, she landed several hard
kicks on the man’s body. In the complete darkness, she had no idea where the kicks were landing, but
she could hear his muffled groans of pain.

As far as she was concerned, it was self-defense. If the man ended up crippled, he deserved it.
Yvonne hadn’t brought her phone with her, so she felt her way to the restroom door. But just as she was about to open it, she heard a faint knocking from the other side followed by a man’s hushed voice