A group of people around Meredith were stunned. The man's voice was so firm that no one dared to question it.
Meredith looked up and saw Parker coming from outside. She felt a little glad and a little inexplicable lost.
When she heard someone stop her, the first person that came to her mind was not him...
But that person, after all, would never come.
Parker looked at Meredith's disheveled appearance. Her clothes were torn into a mess and some dirt and bruises were left on her fair skin. He knew just now she must have been treated quite roughly.
The more Parker looked, the angrier he became. With a cold face, he yelled, "Are you people crazy? You're doing this in public!"
As he spoke, he stepped forward and gently picked up Meredith, who was sitting in a mess on the ground. He carefully looked at her to see if there were any scars on her body, then took off his suit jacket and draped it over her to cover up the charming body.
"How are you? Are you okay? Are you getting hurt?"
After he helped Meredith up, she shook her head. "I'm fine... Are you here to help me?"
Meredith's eyes sparkled with uncertainty. She didn't know if he would believe her.
Parker looked at her uneasy face, but her eyes were still as clean as ever, without a trace of guilt. He felt a dull pain in his heart so he nodded. "I believe you are innocent, so I came to help you."
It was only then that Meredith had the feeling of seeing the light. The string that had been tensed up in her heart all the time broke and her feet softened. Then she almost fell to the ground.
What happened that day was a great torment to her mind and body, and she was already suffocating. Now that she met Parker, she loosened her strength and was unable to hold on.
Parker immediately reached out to hold her and looked at the people who still refused to leave. "You are all committing a crime. If the truth of the matter is that she was wronged, I hope you will deeply repent for your behaviors now."
People present who looked at Parker's stern expression didn't dare to say anything more. The man took out Meredith's phone and threw his business card at the girl. "I'll pay you for all your losses."
Then, he picked Meredith up and walked to the car parked beside him.
"Oh my god, that man is so handsome. He is the president of a company. He is really tall, rich and handsome!"
After Parker left, the quiet crowd regained its clamor.
"What's the use of being tall, rich, and handsome? He must be a scumbag after being bewitched by a vixen."
"What is this woman capable of, hooking up with one and the next will continue to come to her, and all of them are rich and handsome?"
These words came to Meredith's ears from afar, and she suddenly woke up from the blur of self-protection. Only then did she realize that Parker was holding her and walked on the street in public.
"No, put me down. I'll... Get you into trouble," Meredith said bitterly.
Now, she was the third mistress that all men hated and nobody would care if she was dead. If Parker messed up with her, his reputation would definitely be affected.
Meredith didn't want to involve him.
"Are you stupid? Now that you look like this, can I leave you alone?"
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