Abandoned Wife Rebirth To Slap Faces - Chapter 21: Chapter 21
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Maybe because the water was too cold today, her right wrist, injured multiple times, started hurting again.
Noelle, doing her rounds, saw Georgia clutching her wrist, frowning in pain.
Her eyes instantly lit up. 'If Georgia's wrist is injured, there's no way she can compete tomorrow.'
Thinking this, Noelle smirked triumphantly and quickly left the rounds, heading to Gemma's office...
Since tomorrow was the selection competition, today's acupuncture treatment for Phillip went late.
By the time Georgia left the hospital, the city was already lit up.
When she reached the slums, it was deep night.
As she was about to turn into the alley, two cars suddenly came out and blocked her way, both in front of and behind her, cutting off her path and escape route.
Then, ten youths with all kinds of colored hair—red, yellow, blue, green—got out, each holding thick iron rods.
Seeing them slowly closing in with their rods, Georgia pressed herself against the wall.
"Yo, pretty lady, you're quite sharp!" A punk lifted Georgia's chin with his rod.
"Hey! She's really hot."
"Yeah, boss, a chick this hot is hard to come by!" The yellow-haired punk said, reaching out to touch Georgia's face.
Smack!
Georgia slapped away the yellow-haired guy's paw.
The Yellow Hair instantly got pissed. "Damn it, you ungrateful brat. I was gonna be nice, but looks like you're asking for it.
"Green Hair, break her wrist!"
"You got it." As soon as Green Hair finished, he swung a metal rod straight at Georgia's right wrist.
Georgia narrowed her eyes. Just as the rod was mid-air, a big hand suddenly stopped it.
"You bastards, what do you think you're doing to my daughter?"
There stood Vance, glasses-wearing and mild-mannered, blocking the rod with his bare hand. "Georgia, run..."
Thud!
Before Vance could finish, Red Hair kicked him down.
In agony, he still clung to Red Hair's leg, shouting at Georgia, "Run... now!"
Seeing her dad risking it all to protect her, Georgia narrowed her eyes and sprang into action.
Her moves were sharp and clean. In an instant, eight thugs were wailing on the ground, while Red and Green Hair were left stunned.
Vance, on the ground, was also in shock. He never knew his pampered daughter had such prowess.
Green and Red Hair, seeing Georgia like a demon from hell, tremble in fear.
"Where's Joel?" Georgia asked.
Upon hearing Georgia's words, the green-haired thug was so scared that he forgot to ask how she knew it was Joel who had sent them.
Georgia helped her still-dazed dad up, smiling gently. "Dad, go home first. I'll handle this and be back soon."
She was now the perfect good girl, a stark contrast to the demon who just took down a group.
After settling her dad, Georgia followed Green and Red Hair to a dark, camera-free corner of the slum, where a red Ferrari sat.
Without a word, she opened the door and yanked out Joel.
Joel, off balance, stumbled and fell to the ground. The moment she recognized that the person approaching was Georgia, she immediately sprang back up.
"Georgia, you bitch! How dare you push me! You're asking for it," she roared.
Georgia had always been her punching bag, so she never took her seriously. "Bitch, haven't been beaten in a few days, feeling itchy?
"How dare you throw wash water on Gemma? You're dead meat today."
With that, Joel grabbed a safety hammer, asking arrogantly, "Which hand did it?"
Noelle, doing her rounds, saw Georgia clutching her wrist, frowning in pain.
Her eyes instantly lit up. 'If Georgia's wrist is injured, there's no way she can compete tomorrow.'
Thinking this, Noelle smirked triumphantly and quickly left the rounds, heading to Gemma's office...
Since tomorrow was the selection competition, today's acupuncture treatment for Phillip went late.
By the time Georgia left the hospital, the city was already lit up.
When she reached the slums, it was deep night.
As she was about to turn into the alley, two cars suddenly came out and blocked her way, both in front of and behind her, cutting off her path and escape route.
Then, ten youths with all kinds of colored hair—red, yellow, blue, green—got out, each holding thick iron rods.
Seeing them slowly closing in with their rods, Georgia pressed herself against the wall.
"Yo, pretty lady, you're quite sharp!" A punk lifted Georgia's chin with his rod.
"Hey! She's really hot."
"Yeah, boss, a chick this hot is hard to come by!" The yellow-haired punk said, reaching out to touch Georgia's face.
Smack!
Georgia slapped away the yellow-haired guy's paw.
The Yellow Hair instantly got pissed. "Damn it, you ungrateful brat. I was gonna be nice, but looks like you're asking for it.
"Green Hair, break her wrist!"
"You got it." As soon as Green Hair finished, he swung a metal rod straight at Georgia's right wrist.
Georgia narrowed her eyes. Just as the rod was mid-air, a big hand suddenly stopped it.
"You bastards, what do you think you're doing to my daughter?"
There stood Vance, glasses-wearing and mild-mannered, blocking the rod with his bare hand. "Georgia, run..."
Thud!
Before Vance could finish, Red Hair kicked him down.
In agony, he still clung to Red Hair's leg, shouting at Georgia, "Run... now!"
Seeing her dad risking it all to protect her, Georgia narrowed her eyes and sprang into action.
Her moves were sharp and clean. In an instant, eight thugs were wailing on the ground, while Red and Green Hair were left stunned.
Vance, on the ground, was also in shock. He never knew his pampered daughter had such prowess.
Green and Red Hair, seeing Georgia like a demon from hell, tremble in fear.
"Where's Joel?" Georgia asked.
Upon hearing Georgia's words, the green-haired thug was so scared that he forgot to ask how she knew it was Joel who had sent them.
Georgia helped her still-dazed dad up, smiling gently. "Dad, go home first. I'll handle this and be back soon."
She was now the perfect good girl, a stark contrast to the demon who just took down a group.
After settling her dad, Georgia followed Green and Red Hair to a dark, camera-free corner of the slum, where a red Ferrari sat.
Without a word, she opened the door and yanked out Joel.
Joel, off balance, stumbled and fell to the ground. The moment she recognized that the person approaching was Georgia, she immediately sprang back up.
"Georgia, you bitch! How dare you push me! You're asking for it," she roared.
Georgia had always been her punching bag, so she never took her seriously. "Bitch, haven't been beaten in a few days, feeling itchy?
"How dare you throw wash water on Gemma? You're dead meat today."
With that, Joel grabbed a safety hammer, asking arrogantly, "Which hand did it?"
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