Chapter 1724
Grace's expression kept changing, muttering to herself, feeling a wave of jealousy rising inside her. She thought being in a relationship with Alissa and sharing a husband was already quite open-minded, but she never expected Audrey to have quietly started a relationship with Kevin.
Now, with three women and one man involved, Grace suddenly felt threatened. She knew she had many advantages over Alissa, whether in looks or figure, but when it came to Audrey, she felt completely outmatched.
Thinking about Kevin, Alissa, and Audrey keeping a secret from her, Grace snorted and pinched Kevin's ear, scolding, "Kevin, I'm your godmother. You're hiding things from me, afraid I'll tell your mom, is that it? Do you think I'm that kind of person?"
"Grace, I never thought that way. I just wanted to find the right time to tell you," Kevin replied with a forced smile, not daring to resist. "I was worried you might accidentally let it slip, being so straightforward."
"I'm not a three-year-old, how could I do that?" Grace rolled her eyes, but deep down, she felt a bit guilty. She remembered how she had accidentally spilled the beans to Alissa before. If she knew Kevin and Audrey's secret, she might blurt it out, especially since she interacted with Bethany a lot.
"Well, I've told you now, haven't I?" Kevin chuckled, reaching out to stroke Grace's smooth black stockings, leaning in to kiss her cheek. "So, what do we do now?"
"What else can we do? Find a chance to clear things up," Grace pondered briefly. "I'll talk to Alissa first. Audrey is more innocent; she might not handle it well. Forget it, you don't need to worry. I'll figure it out."
"Grace, you're amazing!" Kevin felt relieved. His biggest worry was how to convince Audrey to accept Grace. He grabbed Grace's face and kissed her all over, envisioning the foursome with Alissa and Grace coming together to make it happen.
Audrey finished in the restroom, put on her jeans, feeling puzzled. She hadn't seen Grace in the hallway. Maybe she went outside to make a call, but it was already past midnight. Who could she be calling at this hour?
As she stepped out of the stall, a tipsy middle-aged man stumbled in, adjusting his zipper, one hand on the wall, scanning around but not seeing the urinal, looking confused.
Audrey furrowed her brows, speaking loudly, "You're in the wrong place; this is the women's restroom!"
The middle-aged man glanced at Audrey, his eyes lingering on her ample bosom, a greedy look on his face. He chuckled, "Don't act like there are no prostitutes here. You're one, right? Come give me a blow job; I can't hold it anymore. I'll tip you later."
Seeing him pull out a large, dark dick, Audrey paled in shock, quickly stepping back, retreating to the corner, saying firmly, "What are you doing? I'm not a prostitute; I'm here to sing."
"Who are you kidding? Only a prostitute would have breasts that big," the man licked his lips, approaching Audrey slowly, reaching out his hand. "Let me touch to see if they're real."
A regular at the bar, he had a history of mistreating women in Harmony County's karaoke lounges, adult entertainment venues, and bars. But he had never encountered a woman with such large breasts.
Seeing the man lunging towards her, Audrey grabbed a mop nearby, nervously saying, "Don't come any closer; I'll call the police."
"Don't be nervous," the man smirked, pulling out his wallet, taking out a stack of hundred-dollar bills, waving them, "Blow me for a minute, and I'll give you a hundred bucks. If you're good, all this money is yours."
Audrey blushed, wanting to scold him, but how could she reason with a drunkard? She restrained her anger, coldly saying, "I'm not a prostitute. Please move aside; I need to leave."
"You're quite principled," the man thought he saw through Audrey, believing she was just raising her price. Many women liked to play hard to get to entice men. He shook his wallet, saying, "Alright, your act won't work on me. This isn't your first time. Stop pretending to be innocent. I usually don't spend this much on women, but I'll let you blow me. Tell me your name and number; I'll take care of your business in the future."
Hearing his vulgar words, Audrey's face turned pale, trembling with anger. But with no one else in the restroom, she couldn't fight back. She reluctantly said, "I'm sorry, you've mistaken me for someone else," trying to walk past the man to leave the restroom.
However, the man suddenly grabbed Audrey's arm, pulling her into his embrace, his hand boldly groping her ample breasts without any hesitation."Damn, they're real," the middle-aged man felt the soft and full sensation in his palm, getting excited. Those breasts were real. He was so lucky. He leaned in to kiss Audrey's pretty face, his erect member rubbing against her perky round buttocks. Audrey didn't exude the seductive, slutty vibe of a prostitute, but tonight, he was going to make her his.
Audrey watched the man's oily face getting closer, a look of fear on her face. Memories of the last time she was almost assaulted by a group of men in an alley flashed through her mind.
Why were there always such shameless men? She bit her lip, lifting her leg forcefully, her knee hitting the man's dark erection. He grunted, releasing Audrey, dropping to his knees in pain, almost fainting.
Audrey hurried out of the restroom, rushing back to the private room. Kevin, seeing Audrey's panicked expression, quickly stood up and asked, "Audrey, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing," Audrey shook her head, unable to explain to Kevin at the moment. She looked at Grace, "Grace, it's getting late. Let's leave."
Grace, noticing Audrey's demeanor, was a bit puzzled but didn't ask further. Time was indeed running out. She nodded and said, "Alright, let's go."
The three of them walked out of Celestial Haven's gate when suddenly they heard angry shouts behind them. Audrey turned around to see the middle-aged man chasing after them, accompanied by a few other men. She felt a pang of panic; she hadn't expected him to recover so quickly.
"You damn whore, playing games with me, huh? I'll make sure you won't do business again," the middle-aged man pointed at Audrey, cursing. "Damn it, just because you're pretty and busty, you think you're not a prostitute?"
Kevin, initially confused, heard the man insulting Audrey and erupted in anger. Clenching his fists, he was about to charge and beat the scoundrel senseless. But Audrey, fearing he would cause trouble, quickly grabbed his arm, saying, "Kevin, let it go. He's drunk."
"Audrey, let go. I'll kill this bastard!" Kevin was furious. He had indeed matured and become more composed, but that didn't mean he had no temper. Moreover, seeing Audrey humiliated in front of him touched a nerve. He didn't care about the consequences.
Suddenly, a strong, sturdy leg kicked out, hitting the man square in the chest, sending him flying.
The owner of the powerful leg was Grace. Unsatisfied with just one kick, she strode over and stomped on the man's thigh a few times, saying angrily, "Drunk and clueless. What a piece of trash. Your mother is the real whore."
She glanced around at the other men, who shivered under Grace's icy gaze. They had never seen such a fierce woman. Beautiful she may be, but she was also incredibly fierce.
Grace subdued the men with a kick, then turned back to Kevin and Audrey, acting as if nothing had happened. "Alright, Audrey, no need to bother with scum like him. Let's go."
Kevin watched the formidable Grace and couldn't help but swallow hard. Grace was truly ruthless, nothing like a typical teacher; she was more like a female bandit.
Audrey was also shocked. She had only tried to stop Kevin, but Grace unexpectedly stepped in. Though they were acquaintances, their relationship had deepened after this incident. Audrey walked up to Grace, took her hand, and said softly, "Grace, Kevin is right. It's late. What if you encounter trouble on your way home? Come to my place; we can chat."
"Alright," Grace linked arms with Audrey, affectionately saying, "I was thinking of having a chat with you too."
The three of them headed towards Audrey's home. It was already past 1 a.m., and the streets were deserted, with dim streetlights. Grace led the way, holding Audrey's arm, glancing nervously at the dark alleyways, feeling a bit uneasy.
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