Shirley's legs weren't just slender, but they exuded a powerful beauty that one would assfelt particularly
exciting to the touch!
Derek poured himself a drink and extended a glass toward her. “Pretty, I'll raise a glass to you. Dothe honor,
will you?”
Shirley didn’t even bother to respond. However, the two men who were quite attached to Derek were
immediately displeased. One of them frowned and said, “Hey! Derek bought you a drink. Aren’t you going to
have a drink with him?”
Shirley replied coldly, “I don’t want to drink.”
The man, who had been humiliated by her, suddenly pushed away the girl beside him and pointed at Shirley
while saying, “Don’t disrespect me!”
However, when he extended his finger toward Shirley, she grabbed it and pulled it forcefully, causing it to
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtdislocate with a loud crack.
“Ah!” The man cried out in pain as he stared at his dislocated finger in disbelief. His eyes were filled with rage.
He instantly grabbed a wine bottle and intended to smash it at Shirley to vent his anger,
Men frequenting bars were known for their hot tempers, let alone this man determined to regain his pride and
assert his dominance in front of his friends.
“You brat,” he cursed while preparing to hurl the wine bottle at her to teach her a lesson. Shirley's eyes
darkened. She was already unhappy with the man for shoving his companion earlier, and now, seeing him
attempting to be physical with her, her mood worsened even further.
Since someone had voluntarily cseeking a fight, she decided not to hold back. As the man was about to
strike, she swiftly rose from her seat. She struck the man’s wrist with a precise kick and made him release his
grip on the wine bottle. With the bottle in midair and about to crash to the ground, she kicked it again, and the
wine bottle soared up into the air before landing steadily in her hand as if it had eyes.
Her movements were graceful, agile, and seamless. In the next moment, she brought the wine bottle down on
the man’s head. He was terrified and screamed, but just when the bottle was mere inches away from his head, it
stopped.
The man was shaken, but he was grateful that the bottle had not struck him. Shirley didn’t intend to waste a
perfectly good bottle of wine and gently placed it back on the table. In the next moment, she delivered a punch
to the man’s face. His head rang with pain as he recoiled from the blow. She pointed at him. “Respect women, or
else I'll beat you to a pulp.”
Her voice was both authoritative and cold, causing the men around her to hold their breath, afraid even to say a
word.
Derek, who had been attempting to get closer to Shirley, was now inching away cautiously after witnessing her
actions. He didn’t want to offend this dangerous woman, as the consequences of provoking her were not
something he wanted to face.
“You f*cking...” The man who had been punched still wore an angry expression and seemed ready to fight back.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHowever, Shirley heard him mutter profanity and swiftly reacted. She extended her leg and kicked the man,
pinning him down on the couch. Her long and slender leg felt like a sharp sword that was capable of breaking
several of his rib bones at any moment.
“I dare you to say it again.” Shirley's gaze was icy cold. The man finally felt a wave of fear wash over him. The
fierce strength in her eyes and the pressure she exerted on his chest with her foot were intimidating. If he
provoked her again, she could very well incapacitate him.
“I'm sorry. I'm sorry. | apologize on behalf of my friend. Miss, please calm down!” Derek was willing to swallow his
pride and beg her.
He could sense that Shirley was no ordinary person, and she might have a powerful background that they
shouldn't mess with.
“Sorry. | apologize. I'm sorry. | won't dare to do it again. Spare me, please!” The man finally admitted defeat.
At that moment, Tony had returned from the restroom. He had taken a phone call in there, so he took stime.
However, when he returned to his seat and saw Shirley dealing with the situation, his eyes widened in surprise.