PopularNovelChapter 180
"Still acting tough? Refusing to admit defeat until you hit rock bottom, huh?" Phoebe sneered. "Don't forget our
little bet-if your so-called 'perfect date' doesn't show up or fails to impress, you'll have to get on the floor and
squeal like a pig!" Irene's face turned ashen.
She regretted her impulsiveness and bitterly cursed herself for agreeing to such an absurd and humiliating
wager.
If Dustin did not come, she would be forced to crawl on the ground and oink in front of
everyone...
That would be utterly disgraceful. Her reputation would be ruined forever.
"He will come!" Irene said firmly.
"Alright then. Let's wait until 7:30 p.m. Get ready to beca sow," said Phoebe in disdain and smirked.
Tticked away at an agonizing pace.
Irene's heart was racing, and anxiety gnawed at her insides. Still, she maintained a facade of composure and
refused to let her unease show.
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Phoebe and her friends, on the other hand, continued their relentless stream of taunts and eagerly waited to see
her humiliated.
Phoebe had even brought a camera with her to capture every moment of Irene's humiliation and share it for
everyone's amusement.
As more people heard about the bet, a crowd began to gather, which made Irene feel even more frantic and
mortified. She wished she could disappear. Swanted to step in and help her, but no one dared to offend
Phoebe, who cfrom an influential family.
Finally, the clock struck 7:30 p.m.
"Irene, get down!" Phoebe barked triumphantly and laughed.
Irene froze and bit her lip in desperation.
"What's the matter? Too shy to do it? You two, help her!" Phoebe gestured to two of her lackeys and turned the
camera on.
Two people strode toward Irene with menacing faces and reached out to grab her.
Irene's face drained of color. She stumbled backward, and her eyes welled up with tears.
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Just as they were about to seize her, she shut her eyes in terror.
Bam! Bam!
Two dull thuds echoed, followed by gasps from the crowd.
A warm, strong hand wrapped around Irene and pulled her into a protective embrace. "Who do you think you
are? You dare lay a hand on her?" said a cold and commanding voice.
Irene's
flew eyes
open,
and she saw a familiar face. It was Dustin!
The two lackeys who had reached for her were sprawled on the floor six or seven meters away. They groaned in
pain.
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"D-Dustin..." Irene whispered in a trembling voice.
He had arrived just in tto save her, and her heart skipped a beat and pounded uncontrollably.
Everyone's eyes were on Dustin.
He was strikingly handsome, but his demeanor was worlds apart from the pampered heirs of wealthy families.
His cool and detached presence made him stand out. He was a stark contrast that caught the attention of many
socialites, who gazed at him in intrigue. "Irene, and this is your so-called 'perfect date?" Phoebe sneered as she
glared at Dustin in disdain.
Like Irene, but maybe worse, his simple attire stood out against the lavish surroundings. It made him seem like a
commoner who had wandered into a gathering of elites.
"Really? Is this the best you could do? Did you just grab srandom guy off the street?" Phoebe said
mockingly. "Is your taste this bad? At the very least, you could've dressed him up a little. Don't tellyou're so
broke you couldn't even afford a cheap suit for him!" A few people chuckled.
Everyone knew Irene cfrom the West family, whose glory days were long gone. Among the crowd of wealth
and power, she was an outsider. People looked down at her and mocked her.
Irene clenched her fists tightly, and her face clouded with shame.
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