After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire
Chapter 114 Nice Save

Inside the private dining room, Hannah grew weak while Charles' movements became urgent.

He tore at Hannah's clothes frantically and saw her pink bra. For a man like Charles, who had slept with so many women, Pink had made him lose all interest. Hannah somehow had seduced him, for her pearly fair skin in the soft light seemed so tender and lustrous.

Charles's throat bobbed up and down, the lust in his eyes undisguised.

Hannah could see it, too. Whether should she feel lucky that she had finally turned him on?

In the past life so many years, she had not been able to see him become so eager, for he always pretended to be gentle and elegant.

She had always thought that it was Charles's love for her that made him so gentle in bed.

Then she knew that Charles had no interest in anything about her.

After that, she found out that almost every time before he slept with her, he would have sex with other women. He had already been satisfied, so how could he still have feelings for her?

She didn't know she could attract Charles until she was 22 again, and she finally closed her eyes.

She came to fully alive, with an effort. Since she couldn't fight back and wouldn't choose death, how could she allow Charles to drive her to the wall again!

She would only force herself to bear it and then try to avoid most harm.

Hannah was still rational enough to tell herself, "As far as possible, protect yourself to avoid unnecessary trauma..."

"Bam!" The door was suddenly kicked open. Hannah thought that everything had become a foregone conclusion. However, the door was suddenly kicked open.

She was really ready for it all. She had been raped by Charles in her previous life.

It's just another rape.

It's just...

Seeing Oscar burst in, her eyes turned red.

In fact, she didn't want to be touched by Charles at all. She was in so much pain that she just kept consoling herself because she couldn't resist. She really wanted someone to come and save her. She looked at Oscar's sullen face, and how he pulled Charles away from her with such force that Charles fell to the ground.

Another man was about to enter at the door.

"Theodore, get out!" Oscar yelled as he punched Charles.

Theodore stepped back from the doorway.

This was the first time Oscar asked him to step aside when he was punching someone! He did not understand it.

He couldn't figure out what was wrong with Oscar all night.

They were supposed to go their separate ways as they stepped off the plane, but this guy ended up sitting in the car waiting to pick him up.

Oscar took a seat. It doesn't mater to give him a ride, since his date was at night.

To his surprise, Oscar never got out of his car and ordered him to walk the streets.

He saw that his date with the girl was about to end, but the man still had no intention of leaving. In the end, he stopped at the restaurant's downstairs and did not move.

Theodore had no idea what Oscar was up to. He tried to speak several times and then shut up because of his extremely cold face.

If Oscar, the tricky man, was provoked, it's hard to know how he would smite the guy.

He had been in the car with him, with the passage of time and the leaving of the girl.

Just when Theodore thought Oscar was going to be sitting there all night, he saw a flash on Oscar's phone screen, indicating that someone had texted him. He picked up his phone and looked at it, venting his spleen as if a volcano had suddenly erupted. He opened the car door and rushed into the building. Then, he frantically pressed the elevator button and arrived at the restaurant before kicking open the door of the private room.

"How much is this door going to cost?" Theodore wondered.

On second thought, Oscar didn't need to worry about the money! He stood calmly outside the door, hearing noisy fighting sounds in the room.

"Oscar." Hannah held Oscar's hand eagerly.

She really hated Charles and even wanted to kill him, but she didn't want Oscar to kill a man for her.

In the country of Northfield, a murderer deserves to die!

"Oscar, stop!" Hannah clung to his arm.

The back of his hand was red and swollen.

And Charles, who was lying on the ground, was really paralyzed by Oscar, though he resisted at first.

Finding himself completely unable to resist, he now lay on his stomach, bruised and in pain from Oscar's beating. He showed no charm at all.

"Stop fighting," Hannah said. She threw herself into Oscar's arms, for she could not stop him.

Oscar seemed to kill Charles.

Charles could die, but Oscar should not die to pay for Charles' death!

Oscar paused, his clenched fists still pounding.

There was a pause for Hannah's warmth.

His eyes moved slightly, looking at the woman in his arms and her disheveled body at the moment.

He glanced at her fair skin with some red traces, and his face turned ferocious.

"He's not worth dying for," Hannah said excitedly, clutching his shirt.

She was just scared that Oscar would lose his mind again. Hearing that, Oscar's throat twitched.

He watched the woman in his arms, trembling with fear.

Did he look horrible, or did Charles' bullying scare her into this?!

His thin lips pressed together. He took off his blazer, put it on her naked body, and bent down to pick Hannah up from the floor.

Hannah hugged him close to his chest, her hand on his shirt.

She could feel Oscar's powerful heartbeat, making her inexplicably feel more secure than ever.

In fact, in her previous life, when she died, she also...

When she was stabbed to death by Charles, she had really fantasized about how wonderful it would be if someone could be there to save her...

She didn't think that Oscar would actually come here, realizing her fantasy at that time.

He really came to save her from despair!

"Theodore." Oscar carried Hannah out of the private parlor.

Theodore was waiting for him at the door.

"The rest is up to you," Oscar snorted.