"Out of the way!" Lindsay feigned composure, glared at the sleazy man, and snapped, "Touch me, I dare you!"

"Humph!"

The sleazy man sneered, "You think I don't know? Fowler Group is going bankrupt. Do you think you are still a wealthy lady? What's the difference between you and a whore?"

At that point, the sleazy man shouted, "Guys, wanna watch a live show?"

Those men got excited, "Yes!"

Under the emergency, Lindsay pointed to the back of the hooligan and shouted, "My boyfriend is here!"

The man instinctively looked back.

Taking the chance, Lindsay abruptly pushed the man away and took to her heels...

But after a few steps, she bumped into a broad chest.

In a hurry, Lindsay raised her head and then stiffened at the sight of a dashing face.

Him...

How come?

She used to imagine various scenarios of their encounter, but such a discomfited state was not even in her wildest dream!

Was it a punishment from Heaven?

When Francisco Graves recognized the woman bumping into his chest, a flick of inexplicable gloom flashed across his eyes.

Should the woman show up at such a dangerous place in such thin clothes! Didn't she know the place was even more terrifying than a wolf's den!

In an instant, his dashing face looked icy to the core.

The sleazy man quickly chased over and shouted abuse, "Bitch, you won't get away!"

But when he saw the awe-inspiring man by Lindsay's side and five, six burly bodyguards in black behind him, he shivered in fear.

If he was not wrong, this man should be Francisco, the successor to the Graves family.

Rumor had it that Francisco took over the entire Graves family at a young age. In S City, he was omnipotent like a god!

The Graves family was depicted as all-powerful in both officialdom and the underworld, so no one dared to mess with them!

The sleazy man had never expected to encounter such a tough guy and hurriedly giggled, "Mr. Graves, this is a misunderstanding! I... I should go!"

The corner of Francisco's mouth curved up in a sneer, and he spat slowly with his thin lips, "How dare you get your hands on my woman?"

Lindsay's heart convulsed at his declaration.

Originally, she thought Francisco should have forgotten her after so many years.

But...

Frightened, the sleazy man knelt on the ground and kowtowed for mercy, "Mr. Graves, s... s... sorry... I didn't know she's your woman. I... I... dare not do it again, please spare my life!"

However, Francisco wouldn't even give him a chance. Nonchalantly, he lifted his hand, and his slender finger shook slightly. Then a bodyguard in black immediately rushed up and carried the sleazy man away.

Appalled, the crowd dispersed quickly for fear of offending the terrifying man.

Lindsay came to her senses and hurriedly thanked Francisco, "Thank you!"

Following her words, she tried to beat a hasty escape.

But her waist was caught unawares by a pair of large hands, and she was held. A burst of teasing laughter assaulted her ears, "Miss Fowler, are you gonna sell yourself like this? Do you like others to appreciate your body so much? Or, you are reduced to a point that you need to sell your soul in exchange for money, eh?"