Chapter 205 The Fear Factor of Mia
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Back then, his friends joined in, heckling as they began to get handsy with her when she refused to comply. Mia was ready to crack open their heads with a wine bottle, but then Josh appeared out of nowhere.
Seeing Josh dressed sharply and looking like he wanted to play the hero, Mia quickly acted the part of a delicate damsel in distress. It was this act that led to Josh driving her back to school, and her cleverly returning the favor by returning his umbrella and scheming against him.
She thought she wouldn’t cross paths with Kenny again, but fate seemed to have other plans, and she bumped into him every time she stepped out of campus.
Kenny, perhaps too drunk to remember her that night, didn’t recognize her, but his friends identified her instantly.
Embarrassed that they hadn’t managed to coerce her into drinking last time, they decided to teach her a lesson. In the mall, they dragged her into the men’s restroom, intent on punishing her.
Instead, she stabbed them with a butterfly knife, dunked their heads in the toilets, filling their stomachs with water, and then beat them with the mop until they were bruised and crying for their parents.
After beating them up, Mia casually walked away, leaving several disheveled men whimpering in the
restroom.
The next day, using some method, they found out her school and name and threatened her. If she didn’t come to the bar to drink with them, they’d make sure she couldn’t survive in Hoverdale.
So, they met again at the bar for the third time.
Inside the private room, the luxurious coffee table was covered in bottles. Kenny and his friends, pointing at the bottles with smug expressions, said, “Just finish these fifty bottles, and we’ll call it even.”
They thought Mia would be scared and compromise, but they didn’t understand her at all. Mia was crazy.
The moment those scumbags threatened her, she was ready to go all out against them.
So, there was no way she was going to drink.
Before they could react, Mia swung a bottle at them, cracking them over the head.
She left them bleeding, then pulled out her knife, forcing them to drink the rest of the bottles.
“Remember, I’m not someone who scares easily.”
“I dare to beat you today, and I’d dare to kill you tomorrow. You can call the cops on me, but you better be prepared for me to come after your families when I get out.”
Unbeknownst to Mia, these men were sons of Hoverdale’s wealthiest families, used to bullying others and never being challenged themselves–let alone being beaten senseless by a woman.
Rich people fear nothing but death. And Mia? She feared death the least.
After being brutally beaten twice and receiving death threats, these wealthy young men were instantly
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In private, they would pay her respect.
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Now, facing Kenny, Mia calmly pulled out her butterfly knife, spinning it elegantly on her slender fingers, and coldly asked, “Looking for trouble? Or looking for death?”
Kenny shuddered, truth be told, he both loved and hated her. He loved her ice–cold beauty; hated her fiery temper. Though her fighting style was captivating, it was undeniably overwhelming.
Yet, this bold and unique woman was unlike any he had encountered before, far stronger than any woman who had merely tried to please him.
Conquering her would definitely be thrilling! He forced a smile and said, “Mia’s really joking around. I saw you standing alone by the road and just wanted to offer you a ride.
“Really?” The knife spun faster on her fingertips, casting icy reflections.
Seeing the menacing blade, Kenny felt a chill run down his spine, “Yes, yes.”
Mia looked at him, half–smiling, “So, no more forcing me to drink?”
Kenny swallowed hard, daring not to provoke her further after witnessing her ferocity.
His family was rich, and he hadn’t had enough of his luxurious life yet; he didn’t want to die.
Seeing his fearful, cautious demeanor, Mia’s lips curled into a barely noticeable cold smile, then she slowly put away her butterfly knife.
Relieved to see the knife put away, Kenny breathed a sigh of relief, “Mia, where are you headed now?”
Mia raised an eyebrow, her gaze sharp as a knife sweeping across his face, as if assessing the truth in his words.
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