Chapter 163

The older man wasn't content with just talking; he took the keys from his belt and dangled them in front of William. "This car's worth a few million bucks. Your wife couldn't take her eyes off these keys. If you step aside now, I might even throw some cash your way."

In the older man's mind, a Lamborghini worth millions was something most people could only dream of owning in their lifetime.

Maybe this William guy would be tempted by the money and willingly give up Christina.

The next second, William pointed outside. "That car out there is mine."

"Your junker? How much could that be worth? I've never even seen it on the streets. It's probably some old clunker."

"Lamborghini limited edition."

The older man stopped mid-sentence.

He instinctively looked at Missy, his eyes nearly popping out of his head.

If he had known William drove a Lamborghini, he wouldn't have said a word!

He stammered, unable to get a single word out.

William helped him out. "I'm from the Cavendish family. My wife is Mrs. Cavendish. She has more luxury cars in our garage than she can drive. Do you really think she'd be impressed by your Lamborghini?"

Whether he actually had a Lamborghini or not, it didn't matter. Christina would never leave a wealthy, handsome man for an old guy like him.

Even if she was a gold digger, she wasn't stupid. She'd compare her options.

The people who had just been accusing Christina of being a gold digger all fell silent, their faces burning with shame.

They had no idea it would turn out like this!

"I'll make sure this matter is thoroughly investigated. None of you are getting away with this," William said, carrying Christina out.

As he passed the hotel manager, he stopped. "Your hotel better give me an explanation, or I won't hesitate to invest in your competitors."

With his financial power, buying out the hotel wouldn't be difficult.

But buying it out would be too easy on them.

Investing in their competitors would be better, making them take a hard fall, maybe even go bankrupt. The manager would lose his job, and with a failed hotel on his resume, who would hire him?

"Mr. Cavendish, don't worry. I'll check the surveillance footage and notify the police right away. We'll make sure your wife gets justice," the manager apologized profusely, bowing so low he nearly touched the ground.

The onlookers, not wanting to get involved, quickly dispersed.

Before leaving, Tony told Missy, "I saw everything that happened. When the police arrive, I'll be a witness and tell them the truth."

They were all adults. She had slandered Christina, and if William hadn't arrived in time, who knows what would have happened.

She should face legal consequences.

"What does this have to do with me? Why are you targeting me?" Missy was furious.

Christina was supposed to be the one in trouble.

But now, Christina was being taken away by William, unscathed, while she was the one facing consequences.

The older man, who had collapsed on the ground, was even more furious. He hadn't managed to harass a college student but had instead offended someone he couldn't afford to.

He got up angrily and charged at Missy, shoving her to the ground and slapping her face. "You tricked me! I'll beat you to death!"

"Let go of me! Security, help!" Missy was terrified, crying and struggling.

But her frail body was no match for the enraged older man.

She could only weakly hit him, "Let go of me. This is illegal. The police will arrest you."

"Weren't you using me just now? Why didn't you say it was illegal when you had me bully someone else?" The older man was seeing red.

William wouldn't let him off. His life was over, so Missy, the instigator, shouldn't get away either.

He tore at Missy's clothes and bit her all over.

The slimy feeling was driving Missy to the brink of collapse.

She had fantasized about her boyfriend countless times. Even if he wasn't as outstanding as William, he should at least be middle-class, decent-looking, and loving.

Not this disgusting old man with a bad smell!

She had found him to disgust Christina, wanting to see Christina submit to an old man. But now, it was happening to her.

Jennifer was nearby.

"Jennifer, help me, please," Missy begged, but Jennifer was walking away.

In this situation, Jennifer was distancing herself. She wouldn't stay and share the trouble.

What if the old man turned on Jennifer?

Missy could only cry out in despair. Finally, hotel security arrived, several of them pulling the old man off her.

Her clothes were nearly torn off, barely covering her.

Staring at the ceiling, Missy wished she could die.

Meanwhile, Christina was being driven to the hospital by William.

After passing a couple of traffic lights, Christina told him, "Stop the car."

"Why? Are you getting out? Christina, even if you're mad, there should be a limit," William was exasperated.

She was in such a state, not just flushed but with a seductive voice.

How could she be seen like this?

"I'll call a cab to the hospital. I don't need you," Christina would rather fight the drug's effects alone than stay with him.

Just seeing his face reminded her of everything that happened when she lost her memory.

It made her sick!

She had spent time with someone she hated, picking out wedding dresses, looking at rings, even whispering sweet nothings at night.

She wanted to kill her past self and William. "You're a disgusting man who takes advantage of others. Who knows what you'll do if I stay with you?"

She was already drugged. If William took advantage again, she wouldn't be able to resist.