Regrets Come Too Late (Sierra and Johnny) novel Chapter 575

The door slammed into the wall with a loud bang.

Sierra turned around toward the sound and saw Tammy running out of the private room next door in a panic, her clothes in disarray.

Tammy saw her as she ran past, but said nothing and kept going.

At the same time, two burly bodyguards ran out after her.

Sierra understood what had probably happened at once. She called to the woman who had already run several steps away. "Tammy!"

Tammy stopped.

Sierra walked toward her. "Come here. I'll protect you."

Hesitation flashed in Tammy's eyes. She glanced at the bodyguards Marcus had stopped, then at the calm woman in front of her. All kinds of emotions swirled inside her.

Without making a show of it, Sierra straightened Tammy's rumpled clothes. When she saw part of Tammy's top had been torn, she took off her own jacket without hesitation and put it over her shoulders. Then, she handed Tammy the car keys.

"The plate is 866. Go wait for us in the car."

"But..." Tammy hesitated.

She was nothing like the woman Sierra had seen in the hospital before. Back then, Tammy had been radiant and smiling, approachable but distant. Now her face was full of fear and worry, and the mask she wore had fallen away.

"Don't worry. I can handle them." Sierra tried to reassure her before glancing at Marcus. "And if that doesn't work, Marcus can take on a dozen men by himself and beat them so badly they won't get back up."

Tammy handed the keys back. "I'm staying with you."

Sierra was protecting her. How could she run off alone?

Sierra did not push it and let her stay.

"Move aside! Otherwise, it won't be our fault for getting rough." Now that Tammy had stopped running, the bodyguards relaxed a little and threatened Marcus.

"Please, go right ahead." Marcus was perfectly polite. He even took the time to educate them. "There are security cameras everywhere. As long as you throw the first punch, it still counts as self-defense even if I accidentally beat you to death."

"And where exactly are you taking my woman?" a deep voice rang out behind them. Then that same voice started cursing. "What the hell are you doing? I told you to bring her in. Why is it taking this long?"

"They were blocking us," the bodyguards said at once, immediately shoving the blame onto someone else.

Mr. Sunderland walked over in a suit.

At first, Sierra could not remember who he was, but the moment she saw his face, she recognized him.

Unlike the usual image of a balding man with a beer belly that one would have for a middle-aged CEO, Mr. Sunderland took very good care of himself. He carried himself like a mature man. Based on looks alone, he seemed like the kind of refined, older man with excellent manners.

But Sierra knew he was not.

At a party in the past, John had told her about him.

He looked like a gentleman, but he was abusive and unfaithful in private. He beat his wife, cheated on her, and kept several mistresses.

"And this is..." Mr. Sunderland's gaze landed on Sierra, and interest appeared in his eyes.