"Do I need to know you?"
With picturesque brows and eyes, still only cold and indifferent, without the slightest fluctuation in her gaze.
Not only was there no hint of the agitation Roman Kidd expected, but not even a trace of surprise.
Nothing, nothing at all.
This feeling was not just like completely ignoring him, it was more like no matter how extraordinary his status, in July Quinn’s eyes, he was still as insignificant as an ant.
In that instant, Roman Kidd, who was always eloquent and wielded power internationally, found himself momentarily at a loss for words when faced with that breathtakingly beautiful bare face.
"Whether you are Kidd or maybe another alias, I don’t know you, nor do I need to know you."
Seeing Roman Kidd still not speaking, July Quinn raised her hand to check her watch.
As the time approached nine o’clock in the evening, she continued, "In the future, don’t bother reaching out without reason. Go back and tell your cousin too, if she has the skill, she can challenge directly. If not, don’t cowardly run to the family, it’s truly disgraceful to see!"
July was convinced that the "innocent person" Kyle Keaton defended that day was Bianca White, and she had already accumulated a lot of anger.
Now that Bianca’s cousin had come to her door, her anger only continued to rise.
Fearing that staying in the car would lead her to punch someone else’s cousin, July decided to get out of the car.
But just as her hand reached the door handle, Roman Kidd’s voice came from behind:
"It seems Miss Quinn refuses to admit her wrongdoing after hitting someone? Then don’t blame me for returning the favor."
The man’s voice was extremely cold, and July could easily detect the thick sense of threat within it.
Yet, she didn’t even turn around: "If you have the guts, go ahead."
With those words, she pushed the car door open and got out.
Roman Kidd generally disliked violence, but this girl was simply too arrogant.
She not only hit his cousin, but now she had also insulted him.
Since that’s the case, he didn’t mind giving this girl a proper lesson on behalf of her parents, to prevent her from making bigger mistakes in the future.
So, at the moment July Quinn got out of the car, he signaled to his secretary standing outside.
Upon receiving the order, the secretary gestured to several bodyguards waiting on the periphery.
Soon, the well-trained bodyguards approached July Quinn, moving in on her.
Yet July showed no fear, giving the first bodyguard who rushed up a loud slap.
This slap not only left Roman Kidd in the car somewhat stunned but also completely infuriated the group of bodyguards.
They were used to everyone respecting them due to following Roman Kidd, and had never encountered someone like July who slapped them right away.
Thus, the bodyguards all moved in unison toward July Quinn, intending to give this ungrateful little girl a severe lesson.
But each one who approached her received a slap from July.
They tried to grab her, but she would pull on their collars, causing them to crash into their comrades.
Some attempted to sneak up from behind, only to be skillfully flipped over by her and not only slammed to the ground but also picked up for two harsh slaps!
In the rain, July moved as gracefully as a swallow.
Rather than a fight, it was better described as her personal, perfect showcase of art.
A few minutes later, all the bodyguards lay collectively on the ground, each with two bright red slap marks on their faces.
After finishing this, July turned back, casting a cool glance at Roman Kidd sitting in the car. The source of thɪs content is novel⟡fire.net
"Bother me again, and it won’t be just a few slaps!"
Having said that, July turned and left.
And Roman Kidd, watching the receding figure in the rain, narrowed his eyes slightly...