Chapter 390: Chapter 393: Dylan Wellington Appears
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“You’re lying!”
A flash of confusion passed through Olivia Campbell’s eyes, but it was quickly replaced by hatred.
“I know you two have slept together, don’t even try to deceive me!”
“Don’t think I’ll fall for your sweet words! Hahaha… I know, if you die, Mr. Wellington will like me again, he definitely will!”
Olivia Campbell had completely lost her sanity. She viciously grabbed Skye Brown’s long hair and pressed the red wine bottle to her neck, seemingly ready to slice through her delicate throat.
“Wait!”
In the blink of an eye, Lily Gray abruptly stepped out from the crowd.
“Olivia Campbell, don’t do it! It’s just a broken heart. Life is long, and you’re still young and beautiful. If you hurt someone here, do you really want to spend the rest of your life in prison?”
Lily Gray was actually trembling with fear.
She stepped out of the crowd, leaning on David Redington for support in order to muster her strength.
She wasn’t afraid of Olivia Campbell.
She was just terrified of the sharp weapon pressed against Skye’s neck!
However, luckily, she had just received a signal from Skye’s eyes.
So she deliberately stepped forward at this moment, attracting Olivia Campbell’s attention.
“Haha, I thought it was someone else… It’s just the girlfriend of David Redington! Miss Gray, you’re the CEO of the Gray Group and the girlfriend of a male heartthrob. How can you understand the pain of us female celebrities! You ask these women here, which one of us doesn’t rely on our youth for our meals. Finally, I met Mr. Wellington, perhaps becoming Mrs. Wellington, but it’s all because of this annoying woman… it’s all her…”
Olivia Campbell’s expression turned increasingly maniacal as she pressed the broken wine bottle against Skye Brown’s neck.
The glass bottle’s sharp edge barely pierced Skye’s throat.
At the critical moment,
Skye’s right heel suddenly stomped hard on Olivia Campbell’s foot.
“All!” With a painful cry, Olivia Campbell let go of Skye’s hand.
Seizing the opportunity, Skye slid down like a nimble eel and escaped Olivia’s grasp.
Only then did Olivia Campbell react. Seeing Skye running away, she kicked Skye’s back, sending her tumbling to the ground.
Raising the broken wine bottle high, she prepared to stab Skye’s back with it.
“Skye…”
“Don’t!”
With a twisted smile on her face, just as Olivia Campbell was about to make her move, she was suddenly hit hard in the back of the neck.
Before she could even turn around, everything went dark and she collapsed to the ground.
It was only then that the crowd noticed the tall, long-legged Ian Moore standing behind Olivia Campbell.
“Skye…”
Ignoring the gazes of the others, Ian Moore stepped over the fallen Olivia Campbell and directly embraced Skye, who had already fallen forward due to momentum.
“Let me go…” Skye swatted Ian Moore’s hand away, but couldn’t help but gasp for air.
“Kitten, don’t move, you’re hurt.”
Seeing the wound on her neck, slowly oozing blood, Ian Moore’s seductive eyes grew colder.
Soon, people came in to clean up the mess.
Olivia Campbell was led away to be handed over to the police, and a first aid kit was brought in by the club’s staff.
“I’m so glad that Skye is okay…” At this moment, Lily Gray finally breathed a sigh of relief.
After that scene, the last bit of strength in her body had been completely drained.
[Author’s Note] Third update~~
