The Betrayed Heiress Is Now the CEO’s Obsession novel Chapter 37

Chapter 37

The blow wasn’t lethal, but the humiliation was

The blond thug raised his other hand, ready to charge again–only for Charlotte to flip him over her shoulder and slam him onto the ground. She pressed the bool of her stiletto against his face, as if crushing an insect. “That’s all you’ve got? Go train some more before you try again.”

“Help! Help!”

Help!” The tattooed man on the floor clutched his crotch, his volce raw from screaming.

Charlotte glanced down and norleed blood seeping through his pants.

Hoh. Maybe she had gone a little overboard. Did she just rupture something?

The commotion soon attracted the attention of the bar staff, who arrived only to freeze at the chaotic scene before them.

The man on the floor was drenched in cold swear, barely able to get a word out. “It. It hurts! What are you standing around for? Call an ambulance! I’m gonna diel”

By now, a full crowd had gathered.

Lena and Mia, worried that Charlotte had taken too long in the restroom, had come looking for her–only to be greeted with this sight.

“Holy crap!” Mia practically skidded to a stop. “Charlotte, did your badass karate moves and killer punch just make a grand comeback?

Lena surveyed the two men writhing on the ground, her expression unreadable. Then she turned to Charlotte. “Are you hurt?”

Charlotte flicked her hair back. “Nah. These two losers couldn’t even touch a strand of my hair.”

“You’re a beast, Lottie!” Mia’s admiration was practically shining. “I should’ve joined you in self–defense training back in the day.”

The bar manager had already called the police and an ambulance.

The two men were soon carried away, while Charlotte was brought to the police station along with the bar staff to file a report.

Lena and Mia went with her

As the crowd dispersed, Vivian slowly stepped out from behind a pillar, her eyes dark with malice.

Useless idiots.

Two against one, yet Charlotte walked away without a scratch.

She had underestimated her. Charlotte looked delicate, almost fragile but clearly, she wasn’t. She knew how to fight.

Ordinary thugs wouldn’t be enough.

Next time, she would need more people. Professionals.

By the time Sean arrived at the police station, Charlotte was calmly giving her statement.

The officers had reviewed the security footage, confirming that the two men had instigated the light. Charlotte had acted in self–defense.

But then, the hospital report came in.

The tattooed man had suffered severe trauma. Ruptured testicle.

His injury was serious enough to require further evaluation, meaning Charlotte’s self–defense might be considered excessive force.

The officer sighed. “For now, we can’t release her.”

Sean pulled out his phone, ready to make a call and pull some strings but Charlotte stopped him.

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