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Goodbye, My Love

Chapter 1018
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Loraine drew in a steadying breath.

“You're after money, right? How much did they promise you? | can double it. Five million dollars, perhaps?”

Her words gave the men pause. They slowed, exchanging looks of surprise.

The blond man studied Loraine carefully.

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Observing Loraine’s composed demeanor, a stark contrast to the desperate pleas he was accustomed to, he

suspected she was no ordinary woman. Despite her precarious situation, she demonstrated an unexpected

knack for negotiation.

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However, beneath Loraine’s calm facade, he noticed her trembling fingers. Despite her fear, her beauty

remained undiminished.

Her allure was undeniable, tempting to anyone who laid eyes on her.

He prided himself on his cunning. If this woman had influential connections, their unveiled presence tonight

would ensure there was no easy escape.

But why not enjoy themselves while they could?

“Do you take us for fools, darling? Hard cash is the only guarantee. If we let you go, you'll just get the cops on

us.” His laughter was short-lived. “Forget her offer! Even a stint in jail would be worth a night with her!”

Realizing that reasoning was futile, Loraine attempted to break through their circle.

Their reactions were swift, barring her way out.

Despite her self-defense training, Loraine was vastly outnumbered.

Seizing the moment, the blond man grabbed her, a gruesgrin on his face, as his hand moved towards her

chest.

Unable to watch, Loraine shut her eyes tightly.

A sudden yelp snapped her eyes open.

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Marco held the blond man by his throat, throwing him aside as if he were nothing more than trash.

“How dare you touch her? Rot in hell!”

Marco, the tall man in a suit, exuded a lethal coldness.

His appearance scared the Living daylights out of the goons. The blond one scrambled to his feet, attempting to

flee.

But before he could take a step, Marco's foot connected with his chest, sending him sprawling on the ground,

gasping in pain.

Relief flooded Loraine, her mind blanking momentarily.

Next second, she found herself enveloped in a broad, comforting embrace. It was Marco who cradled her close.