The Abandoned Wife Dumped Him First (Victoria and Elias) novel Chapter 382

Abbey turned and backed away a few steps, biting her lower lip.

By now, her vision was so blurry she couldn't make out their figures, as if she were trapped in a kaleidoscope. Her head was spinning, and she knew she wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer before passing out.

“Mr. Yates, I’ll give you the money back. Just let me go…” In her heart, Abbey knew he would never agree, but she clung to a sliver of hope in a last-ditch effort.

Mr. Yates sneered. “Let you go? Weren’t you so tough just now? Kicking me? What, you’re scared now?”

“You think I need that ten thousand bucks?”

“Go on, grab her for me!”

At his command, the men behind Mr. Yates closed in on Abbey.

They moved slowly, as if deliberately tormenting her, making her feel like she was being cut with a dull knife.

Her temples throbbed. Biting her tongue hard to stay conscious, Abbey suddenly threw the cash in her hand at them.

The hundred-dollar bills flew in their faces, and the men were too slow to react.

Throwing caution to the wind, Abbey charged through the gap between them. Just as she was about to collide with Mr. Yates, she shoved open the door to the nearest room and ran inside.

And crashed into a warm chest.

She looked up, her vision a blur, unable to make out the person's face.

Outside, Mr. Yates’s furious voice came through the door.

“Damn it! You think you can escape just by running into another room?”

“Bitch!”

“When I get my hands on you, I’ll kill you!”

Abbey had no other choice but to grab the man’s arm. “Please, help me…”

At the same time, the door was violently kicked open.

Mr. Yates stormed in, cursing, completely oblivious to the room's occupants. Seeing Abbey hiding in a man’s arms, he strode forward to drag her out.

But no matter how unwilling he was, he could only swallow his anger and force a smile. “Right, right, Mr. Grady. I’m leaving right now. Right now!”

Lance left the room, closing the door behind him.

Grady released Abbey and looked her over, his expression indifferent. “You can go now.”

Abbey followed his gaze and looked down at herself.

She was wearing the club’s uniform—a white shirt and a black, form-fitting skirt. Because she had been running in such a hurry, a button on her chest had popped open at some point. The lace edge of her bra was peeking out, threatening to reveal more.

Abbey instantly understood the meaning behind Grady’s look.

He thought she was an escort trying to seduce him.

Abbey looked at Grady’s back, opened her mouth to explain, but as soon as she spoke, an unbearable wave of heat washed over her, and her vision blurred even more.

She stumbled forward two steps, falling straight toward Grady.