Chapter 199 I Beg You
As he spoke, Henry couldn't wait any longer and pinned Molly down, trying to strip her clothes off.
His hot breath sprayed on her face, causing Molly's stomach to spasm, almost making her vomit.
She screamed and shouted with all her might, finally drawing the attention of others, including Quinn and Robert.
When Robert saw Henry's lewd actions, his expression instantly turned grim.
Seeing Robert's face, Quinn immediately grabbed his arm, turned her face away from the scene, and shouted, "Henry, what are you doing right now?"
Then she instructed the security guards, "Pull him away. He's so impatient. What kind of woman is she to shamelessly have sex with Henry here!"
With one sentence, Quinn shifted the public opinion towards the woman below.
The surrounding people also started gossiping. Henry's notorious reputation was well-known, so they started tocondemn Molly, a woman, for being shameless.
When Henry was pulled away and saw the crowd around him, he sobered up a bit.
He slowly adjusted his belt and followed Quinn's lead, saying, "Sorry, I got impatient."
His words implied that the incident was consensual between him and Molly.
Robert looked at Molly's disheveled clothes and the money on her chest, his eyes instantly filled with anger.
He quietly instructed the security, "Guide everyone to the stage."
The security immediately directed the onlookers to the front stage, where two well-known celebrities were singing, and everyone gathered there.
Once the area was clear, Robert looked at Molly, who was barely clothed, and blurted out, "Molly, do you have no shame?"
His words made Molly's face burn, hurting more than a slap.
After the pain, Molly found it amusing.
In front of her was the infamous Henry, yet he thought she was the despicable one!
Except for him, she hadn't slept with any other man.
Her private life was cleaner than anyone present, so how could he call her despicable?
Henry realized he knew this woman and said with an obsequious smile, "Oh, you know her? Perfect, I'll take her away then."
He then reached out to grab Molly's arm, but Molly fiercely shook him off. "Don't touch me! Who are you?"
Henry got angry and distorted the truth. "You just agreed to have sex with me, and now you're backing out. Let me tell you, any woman I fancy must sleep with me, and you're no exception."
Molly's face turned red, "You're talking nonsense!"
Quinn also scolded, "Brother, watch your language. Ms. Koch is the heiress of Koch Group; she's not someone you can touch."
Quinn revealed Molly's background.
She knew Henry too well; any woman he fancied, no matter the cost, he had to have her.
The harder it was to get the woman, the more he wanted to torment her.
The last woman who died was an example.
Sure enough, Henry took Quinn's reminder to heart, knowing he probably couldn't fulfill his desire today.
He smirked evilly, "This is a misunderstanding. I'm sorry for offending Ms. Koch."
Molly looked at him, her eyes wary.
Henry said, "Next time, I'll make it up to Ms. Koch!"
His eyes were like they harbored countless venomous snakes, very creepy.
In a few days, he was determined to make Molly his sex slave.
He then staggered to the deck to find another woman to satisfy his lust.
Robert glanced at Molly and coldly ordered, "Throw her out!"
Two security guards immediately moved.
Molly, however, grabbed Robert's pant leg first, pleading, "Mr. Perot, just give me five minutes."
Robert kicked her away without even a glance, and angrily barked, "Throw her out!"
The two security guards immediately grabbed Molly's arms, ready to throw her out.
Quinn blurted out, "Ms. Koch, if you're going to beg, let us see some sincerity."
Quinn looked at the deck beneath Molly to give her a hint.
Instantly, Molly's eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, but she didn't have much time to think.
Molly knelt before them.
In her life, besides her parents, Robert was the first person Molly knelt to.
She couldn't hold back her tears of humiliation, which fell one after another.
After a long time, she slowly suppressed her emotions and mumbled, "Mr. Perot, please, spare Koch Group."
Robert turned his head, looking at her, who had been so radiant once, now kneeling before him. His brow furrowed deeply.
He thought he would be happy and satisfied.
This woman had once betrayed and deceived him; he thought he would hate her.
But why did his heart feel like being stabbed, leaving an unrelenting pain?
Molly's bent knees seemed poisoned; the more he looked, the more his eyes stung.
Why was this happening?
Robert told himself it was because he wasn't cruel enough and not satisfied enough.
That must be why there was no pleasure, and the persistent dull pain was just because Molly was good at acting pitiful in front of him.
Not only was he not supposed to care about her, but he needed to discard his feelings.
Robert's face instantly turned calm, his eyes returning to cold and merciless.
Molly lowered her head. "The recent businesses between the Koch family and other companies have all gone wrong. Mr. Perot, this concerns Koch Group's survival. I beg you to show some mercy to us."
Robert, of course, knew about this.
He had personally arranged it, and he had expected Molly to come to him.
That was why he refused to see her.
Robert's gaze was as cold as a blade as he said, "I heard you got those deals by drinking with many clients. How could they go wrong?"
His words made Molly even more certain that he was behind it.
After all, she had secretly secured those deals behind his back.
Molly's throat felt dry, but she pleaded again, "Mr. Perot, you can torment me however you want, but don't joke with Koch Group. Koch Group has hundreds of employees holding on; I can't let them down."
Robert sneered, "What does that have to do with me?"
Molly's fingertips trembled.
She understood; he was doing it on purpose.
But even if he was doing it on purpose, she had no choice.
The only one who could save the Koch family now was the man, Robert, who wanted to destroy it.
Without hesitation, she heavily knocked her head on the ground repeatedly.
With each knock, she said, "Mr. Perot, I beg you to spare Koch Group."
She didn't stop until her fair forehead was covered in blood.
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