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Clara had someone find out William would be at a bar tonight. She had already prepared the contract two hours earlier and went to the bar with her bag to secure the contract with William before Dylan could.
The noisy bar was filled with flickering multicolored lights that danced across her delicate face.
Men and women twisted and turned on the dance floor, but she deliberately walked along the less crowded edges.
She found William on a couch in a corner surrounded by two beauties, who occasionally brought drinks to his lips.
She approached immediately. “Mr. Harris, long time no see.”
Mr. Harris looked up, heard her voice, and recognized her.
He knew her because Emily had shown him a photo of her that day, but he ended up sleeping with Emily instead.
The person in the photo was nowhere near as captivating as the real person in front of him.
Seeing the gleam in his eyes, she glanced at the two beauties beside him and said, “I’d like to speak with Mr. Harris alone.”
“Sure.” Mr. Harris released the two beauties and impatiently waved them away. Those women got the hint and left.
Clara sat about a meter away from Mr. Harris, who immediately scooted closer to her. She discreetly avoided him just as his lecherous hand was about to touch her.
“I heard you plan to sign a jewelry project with my uncle. I’d also like to sign that contract with you.” Clara got straight to the point.
Sure enough, Mr. Harris retracted his hand upon hearing this. “You want to sign a contract with me? It depends on the terms!”
He crossed his legs and took a sip from the glass on the table,
She understood his implication and opened the photo album on her phone, showing him several pictures of him with Emily, and placed the phone on the table.
“Mr. Harris, you’re married, and your child is already 15. Your company belongs to your wife,
and all the shares are in her hands. Do you think you’ll walk away with anything if she finds out you’ve been fooling around with other women?”
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Mr. Harris‘ eyes widened in shock. “How dare you threaten me?”
“I wouldn’t dare threaten you. The contract is right here, and you sure are a smart man,” replied Clara calmly, placing the contract and a pen on the table.
He grabbed her wrist forcefully, pushing her down onto the couch and pinning her hands above her head, straddling her.
At that moment, Clara felt a surge of fear.
Isn’t Mr. Harris notorious for being afraid of his wife? What is happening?
“I didn’t get to sleep with you that day, but I’m going to tonight. No one has ever dared to threaten me!” Mr. Harris‘ eyes were bloodshot, and his breath reeked of alcohol.
She suddenly remembered the information she had gathered, and there was one thing she had forgotten.
When Mr. Harris drinks, he loses control! Moreover, Mr. Harris liked to add potent drugs to his
drinks for an extra thrill.
Initially, his targets had been the two beauties, but now his attention had shifted.
“Help! Somebody help me!” Clara screamed, but scenes like this were all too common in a place like this.
She couldn’t even use her needles to strike his acupoints with her hands pinned down.
William was sweating profusely, and she closed her eyes tightly and screamed just as he was about to grab her chest with his free hand.
However, the expected pain didn’t come. She slowly opened her eyes and saw his wrist being held by someone. She looked up and met the gaze of the person who had saved her.
Michael? Why is he here?
Michael, sitting in a wheelchair, forcefully flung William, whose massive body slammed into the glass table.
Bang!
The table couldn’t bear his weight and collapsed with a loud crash.
Shards of glass and spilled drinks embedded themselves in William’s flesh, causing him to struggle to his feet, ready to fight. Yet his raised fist froze in midair upon seeing that it was Michael.
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Clara was completely dumbfounded.
What has Michael just done? He sends Mr. Harris crashing to the ground with just one hand. He’d done it while sitting in a wheelchair. How much strength does he use, judging by the shattered glass on the floor?
“How dare you touch my woman? Who gave you the guts!” Michael’s sharp gaze bore into William, who trembled uncontrollably and fell to his knees.
“Mr. Goodman, I was wrong. I won’t dare to do it again. I won’t ever do it again.”
The drugs were taking full effect, though he was frightened into sobering up. He could only look at Clara, but he didn’t dare make a move.
“Sign the contract,” ordered Michael.
He immediately picked up the contract from the floor and hastily signed his name without even glancing at the contents.
The drug’s effects made him extremely uncomfortable. Clara, disgusted by his lecherous gaze, pulled out a silver needle and swiftly stabbed one of his acupoints, causing him to pass out instantly.
“Let’s go.” Clara retrieved the contract from William’s hand, brushed off the glass shards, and felt a surge of happiness as she looked at the clear signatures.
Michael unexpectedly rose from his wheelchair and walked over to Mr. Harris just as she was about to leave.
He ruthlessly stomped on Mr. Harris‘ groin with his shiny leather shoe, even twisting it slightly. She could clearly hear the sound of bones breaking.
William, lying on the ground, convulsed a few times from the pain but didn’t wake up.
The next moment, Michael sat back in his wheelchair and, seeing Clara still standing there dazed, said, “What are you waiting for? Push me out of here.”
Snapping out of her daze, Clara hurriedly pushed Michael’s wheelchair out of the bar.
Once outside, she quickly asked, “Why are you here?”
“I happened to be here for business.” Michael lied for some reason.
He had been worried about her and knew she would approach William tonight, so he had purposely come to the bar.
Clara nodded, then suddenly thought of how Michael had effortlessly subdued William while
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sitting in a wheelchair. “You don’t seem weak at all.”
“Who told you I’m weak?” Michael glanced at her.
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Does this woman have some misunderstanding about me?
Clara laughed awkwardly, not daring to offend him, especially after witnessing that kick earlier.
William also wouldn’t dare do anything to Michael, and the fact that she had successfully secured the contract today was thanks to him. “Thank you for helping me.”
“It’s lucky I ran into you this time. You won’t always be so fortunate. How come you studied traditional medicine and don’t even have basic self–defense skills?”
She felt completely looked down upon by Michael and was so angry that her teeth itched.
Normally, she could defend herself, but William had pinned down her hands.
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