Chapter 449

Dorothy instinctively shrank back as the man approached her with a sleazy grin plastered across his

face.

His hands were nonchalantly undoing his belt, whistling at Dorothy in a tone that was both disgusting

and greasy. “Ain’t she a peach! Ms. Garcia, are you planning to let me take care of her right here?”

“Cut the crap! You’re here to get on with it, not to dawdle!”

“Aw, I’m just a bit shy, you know?” he chuckled with a leer. “I’ve been with plenty of dames, but never in

front of an audience! Time for a thrill, hely*

He stripped down to his underwear in no time and reached out for Dorothy.

“Back off, don’t touch me!” Dorothy, fighting the searing pain in her legs, desperately scrambled

backwards.

Heather, seeing the manis procrastination and apparently itching for a bit of drama, marched forward in

her stilettos and yanked Dorothy’s hair, dragging her back.

“What’s the matter? Can’t get it up for one lousy girl?!” She looked up and signaled to the other two

men by the door. “You two, get over here. I’m generous today Here’s a girl for you to have some fun

with! Help yourself!

Heather was so focused on speaking that Dorothy took the opportunity to viciously bite into her leg.

At this point, Dorothy didn’t care where she was biting and just clamped down hard, not refusing

Heather to let go. If she was over today, she did not let Heather slip,

“Ahh” Heather screamed. “You bitch, biting me?!”

She reflexively let go, then started pounding punches onto Dorothy’s head and face.

The other men tried to intervene, but Dorothy wouldn’t release her grip.

Dorothy knew that if she was separated from Heather she would become a plaything for these bruses.

“Get this crazy woman off me!” Heather yelled, her voice distorted with pain, feeling like the flesh would

be tam from her leg at any

moment.

“But… but if we pull her aff, won’t it hurt you more?” the men hesitated.

They could only kick at Dorothy, tuo wary to make a move.

Heather, through gritted teeth, barked, “Grab my gun! And bring that little girl we caught today! You

wanna play tough Dorothy? I’ll send you and your daughter to hell together!”

Dorothy, now dizzy from the beating and bleeding from her forehead, reluctantly released her grip when

she heard Heather threaten to kill her daughter.

She could drag Heather down with her but what about her daughter?

The others wouldn’t spare Dorothy and Kamer.

Finally free, Heather slapped Dorothy across the face.

“I’m giving you two options for the sake of Maxion! If you wanna play tricks, let them have a go at Karen

too! Isn’t she your dear friend? Ill make her regret ever knowing you!”

In the next moment, cries from Abigail and Karen echoed from nearby

“Mommy!”

“Dorothy‘

Struggling to her feet, Dorothy looked toward the voices. Her vision blurred with blood; she couldn’t see

clearly, but she knew it was them.

“Heather, let them go… I’ll take your deal… I agree!”