The Heartbreak Prescription novel Chapter 76

Chapter 76

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George had spent ten years in prison, and now that he was out, he was eager to have some fun.

The madam at the nightclub, upon seeing the check for a million, immediately broke into a wide grin. “Girls, it’s time to work!”

A group of flashy, well–dressed women entered, lining up in front of George.

The madam asked with a smile, “George, which one do you like?”

George gave them a quick glance, then shrugged. “They’re all too old. I prefer younger ones—the younger, the better.”

The madam responded, “George, these girls are all only 20. They’re quite young.”

George’s eyes gleamed as an idea crossed his mind. He licked his lips lewdly. “I want someone even younger.”

The madam looked at him with a mix of confusion and concern. Was this man possibly a pedophile? He certainly seemed like a pervert.

Just then, the door to the VIP room was kicked open, and George looked up to see Wendy walk in.

The madam was startled. “Hi there, pretty girl! Who are you looking for?”

Wendy ignored her and coldly stared at George. She extended her hand. “Give me that check.”

“Well, well, well. Wendy, you’re here,” George said, eyeing her flawless, delicate face and her curvy figure. · Compared to her, the women here seemed like mere decorations, draining his interest entirely.

He held up the check with a smug smile.

“Wendy, this money is your husband’s gift to me. After all, I’m your foster father. Isn’t it normal for you two to give me money to spend?”

At his greedy and sleazy attitude, Wendy felt disgust rise in her chest. She moved toward him to snatch the check from his hand.

His face darkened, and he sneered, “You little tramp! Do you really think you’re some high society lady now?”

He reached out to grab her hair, ready to teach her a lesson.

Before he could touch her, a sharp silver needle flew through the air and pierced his hand, driving straight through his palm. His whole body went limp, and with a loud thud, he fell to his knees.

Wendy took the check, glancing at him with cold eyes. “You really think you can still hit me?”

The needle had gone through his palm. George howled in pain, unable to stop his cries.

Wendy didn’t spare him another glance. She turned and walked away.

“Wait, Wendy!” George called after her.

Wendy paused.

With a twisted smile, George sneered, “You’re married to such a great guy. Maybe I should tell him about the time when you were just a girl, wearing a skirt and sitting on my lap. You had just come from the city, looking as beautiful as a porcelain doll. You smelled like milk and sweetness. I even kissed you, remember? Ha!”

Wendy’s fingers, which had been hanging at her sides, slowly curled into a fist.

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