Second Chance: Marrying into Wealth Chapter 89

I tried to force a smile to make him less worried about me, "How did you get here so quickly, and with security guards?"

Christopher frowned. Although I protected my face, Lina's initial slap had caused my mouth to bleed a little, and one side of my face was slightly swollen.

I vaguely felt his anger rising.

But his voice was gentle, "Your call didn't disconnect. I heard noises on the phone and was worried something had happened to you."

I nodded gratefully, "It's a good thing you came."

At this point, the security guards had controlled everyone.

However, Cindy's husband, Orion Perez, who was quite strong, managed to break free even after being restrained.

He probably knew he couldn't escape, so instead of running away, he charged directly towards Christopher and me.

I guessed his target was me. If he could grab me, he could threaten Christopher.

But as Christopher was checking my injuries and showing concern, his body shielded half of mine, leaving Orion no chance, so he charged directly at Christopher.

"Christopher, watch out!"

I immediately clung to Christopher's shoulder, looking like I was half-hanging on him, my body half-suspended, using his arm's strength to kick at the approaching Orion.

"Bang!"

Orion was kicked to the ground by me.

He was really tough; even after that, he still tried to get up and attack me.

Christopher had already reacted. He pulled me behind him and then punched Orion, followed by a kick. With the help of the security guards, Orion was quickly subdued again.

Christopher's punches and kicks were nothing like my feeble attempts; it was clear he had trained. No wonder he kept in such good shape; it must be related.

I couldn't help but marvel.

"You bitch, let us go! Melinda, you slut, is he your lover? You cheated and even dared to set up Lawrence, you shameless whore."

I couldn't tolerate this.

Especially since I had just been beaten and couldn't defend myself. Now that the security guards had controlled them, they still dared to be so arrogant.

I stepped forward and slapped Jaylah, who had just insulted me, but it wasn't enough to vent my anger.

These people had beaten me badly, so I had to vent my anger.

I didn't spare any of them, slapping each one until my hand hurt and turned red.

Of course, I wasn't stupid. After all, force is mutual. Although the slaps sounded satisfying, they also hurt, so I mixed in some pinching.

Lawrence's sisters were all beaten until their faces were swollen, and their hair was a mess, like a bird's nest.

Christopher waited until I finished before saying, "If you keep hitting, your hand will hurt. I've already called the police. Let them handle it from here."

I nodded.

I didn't hit them again.

"Melinda, are you okay?"

Paula arrived at this moment.

She knew about the situation because she came up with the police.

Since we were on the same floor, the police told her about the call when they found out she was my friend.

Seeing me, Paula didn't care about the others and first showed concern for me. Seeing my swollen face, she hugged me, "Melinda, does it hurt?"

I shook my head, "I'm fine. Luckily, Christopher arrived in time, so I didn't suffer much."

Christopher, seeing that I was really okay and the danger had passed, spoke a bit harshly, "I told you, you're foolish. You were alone and didn't know to run, but instead, you confronted them and got beaten!"

Even though his words were reproachful, I could still hear the concern in his voice.

But I still felt a bit aggrieved, "I didn't want to. I originally planned to sneak away and call security, but they found me and started beating me."

Hearing this, Paula was furious.

She wanted to rush over and slap the Phillips family members, "Pah, you shameless people, just wait. You'll be in jail soon, and you can reunite with Lawrence and Missy. Serves you right!"

If I hadn't held her back, she would have rushed over to slap them.

After all, she was a lawyer. Although she was agitated, she realized that with the police present, if she hit them, it would be mutual assault.

"Melinda, you bitch, police, let us go. You can see we are the ones who were beaten. Look at our faces.

And it's this shameless bitch Melinda. She and her lover got our brother Lawrence into jail. We came to confront them, and we got beaten instead."

I sneered at their lies, daring to spout nonsense in front of the police.

"See that?"

I pointed to the camera above our entrance, "You can lie all you want, but the surveillance has recorded your misdeeds. Get ready to reunite with Lawrence."

Having dealt with the police several times, we were quite familiar with the process.

Even though they were still shouting and cursing, we ignored them, and the police quickly took them away.

As for the three of us!

I looked at the two of them apologetically, "I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to come with me to the police station again."

"What are you talking about? It's not your fault. Besides, I'm getting used to it."

Paula said with a smile.

Christopher, though looking aloof, didn't seem to find it troublesome either.

The driver drove.

Christopher's car was spacious enough for the three of us to sit in the back.

Christopher then mentioned something I didn't know, "Lawrence's four sisters came because their four houses were frozen."

"Four houses? Lawrence bought them?" Paula, hearing about the four frozen properties, immediately thought that Lawrence had transferred assets to buy them, and couldn't help but mock, "Lawrence really knew how to scheme. Married for just a year, and he managed to get enough money to buy four houses. Even then, he wasn't satisfied."

In rural areas, getting four such houses is not easy.

Lawrence ended up where he is today, and he deserves it for his greed.

I suddenly mocked, "Lawrence and Missy have been in jail for some time, right? His sisters claimed to care about him, but they didn't come until their houses were frozen. They are truly selfish."

Paula also sneered, "No wonder they were taught by Missy. Lawrence is selfish and greedy, and his sisters are no better."

I nodded, cursing myself for being blinded by love back then.

I knew what kind of people Lawrence's sisters were when I first met them. Since they raised him and he was the beneficiary, how could he be any different?

"Thinking about it, Lawrence is really pitiful!"

Pitiful that none of his family truly loved him. Even Clara, whom he thought loved him, was just using him.