The Man Who Taken My Crown
Debts of Love

"Stop!"

Looking at Yanto who was about to throw his slap, Nirmala was so frightened that her eyes were closed.

Unexpectedly, another powerful hand grabbed Yanto's wrist as if easily, and blocked his slap in the air.

Oliver with his lips raised slightly, said coldly, "Take him off."

Yanto was surprised, his eyes slightly raised, and when he met Oliver's gaze, his body suddenly shuddered.

"Who, who are you? How dare I interfere in my affairs!"

Yanto gulped, but his arrogant aura weakened when facing Oliver who was standing in front of him.

Oliver narrowed his eyes and sneered coldly, "Huh?"

In an instant, Yanto shrank into a frightened rat and released Nirmala with a feeling of guilt.

Seeing Yanto release Nirmala, Oliver releases her.

Nirmala took the opportunity to get away from Yanto.

Suddenly, Yanto felt a little reluctant, so he lifted his leg and kicked Oliver.

Oliver has martial skills, and Yanto's kicks are just like kids' kicks in his eyes.

Nirmala exclaimed, "Be careful!"

Oliver moves quickly and overwhelms Yanto, Oliver grabs Yanto's leg and slams him.

"Ah—" After Yanto slammed onto the floor, he rolled in pain.

He involuntarily rolls over to Nirmala's feet, and Nirmala reflexively hides behind Oliver.

"You, you..." Yanto cried in pain on the floor.

“Go from here!” Oliver scolded by furrowing his brows.

Yanto was forced to get up from the floor, rub his buttocks, point at Oliver's nose, and shout, "You, wait for my revenge!"

“Still not going too?” Oliver glared at him.

Seeing the man's face as if it was going to crush his bones, Yanto was terrified and immediately fled to the elevator entrance there.

The corridor became silent for a moment.

This is the path of the emergency "Love Club", the noise outside, and the calmness here, like two different worlds.

Oliver slightly turned his head to the side, narrowed his eyes, and looked coldly at the woman wearing masked glasses next to him who looked a little helpless.

He saw his long hair lying messy on his shoulder, and there were a few*****dark red on his white neck.

He looked down, and saw some bruises on his thigh, and he frowned with a displeased expression on his face.

Seeing the man looking at himself, Nirmala subconsciously stepped back and covered her chest with both hands, lowered her eyes, and said weakly, "Thank you."

Suddenly, a gray shadow passed in front of him.

Nirmala raised her eyes involuntarily, and saw the man in front of her wearing a silver gray suit on her shoulders.

Oliver looked at the poor woman in front of him, as he pulled his hand, his fingertips stopped on his face before putting his hands back and turning coldly.

That was……

What's up with him?

Why is there a desire to hold her face and kiss her?

Obviously that woman is not "Safira"...

Oliver left the emergency lane thinking, leaving stunned Nirmala alone there.

Her……

He should not have recognized her.

His face was still wearing masked glasses.

Nirmala quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

After returning to her break room, Nirmala took off her clothes, went to the bathroom to take a bath.

He wanted to clear the smell of the man...

He rubbed the place that Yanto had touched repeatedly.

After taking a bath, Nirmala changed her clothes back, and sat down in front of the makeup mirror, taking a foundation to cover****** on her neck and bruising on her thigh.

Before returning home, he handed the suit to Merry and asked Merry to help return it to the kind-hearted man.

So, not long after Oliver returned to the spectator seat, a male servant held onto his expensive suit and handed it to him respectfully.

Wilson has a sharp eye. Seeing Oliver take back his suit calmly\, he took a deep breath and joked to her\, "Oliver\, I smell the scent of the lady in your suit. Moreover\, it is a very fresh pe***** aroma!"

“Are you studying too much medicine?” Oliver's face was grim, and looked at Wilson coldly.

Wilson chuckled, "Of course! I'm an expert doctor! My sense of smell is very accurate! Believe it or not?"

“Boring!” Oliver took the suit and put it on.

Speaking up to this, Wilson suddenly dropped himself onto a leather sofa and asked seriously, "Oliver, do you care if your woman gives you her first time or not?"

Oliver slowly buttoned his suit button, and replied coldly, "I don't care."

“You're so open-minded?” Wilson looked at Oliver in disbelief.

“If you really love a woman, everything will you receive.” Oliver raised his hand and patted Wilson on the shoulder.

Wilson smiled bitterly and said nothing.

He had a problem in his heart, if he didn't say it, Oliver wouldn't have asked either.

It's almost time, Oliver paid off the bill, and walked out the door of the "Club of Love" with Wilson.

As soon as the two of them walked towards the luxury car, they were surrounded by six men in plainclothes.

Seeing this, Wilson glanced at Oliver, ringing his ten fingers, while saying meaningfully, "Oliver, it looks like you just owe love in the 'Club of Love'!"

"Stop rambling, give me a good fight! Don't embarrass me!" Oliver squinted, took off his suit and tied it to his arm, then stepped forward to fight the six men.

After a fierce fight, two against six, the enemy was beaten to the point of escaping.

Wilson pulled out his hand, shook it in the air with pain, then raised his fist and blew it while complaining, "Oh my God! It hurts!"

“My knowledge increased after returning from abroad, but my martial skills have already retreated far!” Oliver said calmly, gripping his suit and throwing it into the air.

Wilson looked at Oliver with a grin on his face, lowered his mouth, and said with emotion, "You've trained a long time ago, how could I possibly compare to you?!"

“Come back and accompany me to the gym to train!” Oliver glanced at Wilson's sad face, and could not help but laugh.