Chapter 75 Yvette to the Rescue

Randall was still breathing, but he had passed out cold. Deborah's gaze was fixated on me with unsettling intensity, like a predator's gaze on its prey. She gripped the jagged, bloodied neck of the broken bottle and advanced toward me with a sinister smile. "To be honest, I didn't plan to treat him like that. I wanted to take him home tonight and treat him well. But he just had to be stubborn and force my hand right here. "You, on the other hand… You're something special. You've got this… irresistible charm about you. And that probably makes you even better than him." Her hand reached out and brushed against my waist as she continued, "I usually avoid touching public figures, as it's too much hassle to deal with. But since you've insisted on getting involved, you can come home with me too." I tensed as she gestured to her bodyguards, who hauled me up effortlessly. I swung a fist and managed to land a punch on one of the bodyguard's faces. The man winced and retaliated with a sla