?<strong>Chapter 340:</strong>


    “I have already called the police. They are on their way!” she dered, her voice firm. “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll get out of here before the police catch you red-handed!”


    The thug’s expression darkened into a venomous snarl. “How dare you threaten me? Fine. Forget the money; I’m taking both of you with me now! Let’s see if the cops will save you in time!”


    With a sinister grin, he took a menacing step forward, his knife glinting in the dim alley light as he closed the gap between himself and the two women.


    Both Kylee and Mollie retreated, their movements hesitant as fear took hold of them.


    “Stay behind me, Mrs. Thomas. I’ll protect you,” Kylee dered, her voice steady with determination as she boldly stepped in front of Mollie, shielding her from the advancing thug.


    Surprised by her audacity, the thug hesitated for a split second before lifting his knife, its de gleaming menacingly, ready to strike.


    Without hesitation, Kylee lunged forward, grabbing the man’s knife-wielding arm. “Run, Mrs. Thomas! I’ve got this!” she yelled, her voice strained but unwavering.


    Paralyzed by fear, Mollie stood rooted to the spot. “I can’t just leave you here, Kylee!” she eximed anxiously, her voice trembling.


    “Forget about me! You need to get to safety!” Kylee shouted, the rising panic in her voice betraying her own fear.


    The thug’s free handshed out violently, his palm connecting with Kylee’s face in a loud p.


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    The impact reverberated through the alley, leaving Kylee reeling. She staggered backward, her vision swimming as she fought to keep her bnce.


    “Kylee, are you okay?” Mollie’s voice quivered with panic as she called out, her eyes fixed on Kylee’s unsteady figure.


    Shaking her head to clear the dizziness, Kylee winced in pain, the sharp ringing in her ears making it hard for her to focus.


    After a brief moment, Kylee forced a shaky smile and said hoarsely, “I’m okay.”


    Her words of reassurance belied the reality—her cheek was already swollen, and a thin streak of blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, adding to her battered appearance.


    Seeing Kylee weakened, the thug shifted his attention to Mollie, his steps deliberate and threatening as he tried to approach her.


    Ignoring the pain radiating through her body, Kylee darted forward and nted herself firmly between Mollie and the thug. “I will not let you get close to her!” she dered, her voice trembling but resolute.


    Despite the fear that coursed through her, Kylee stood tall, her resolve unwavering as she braced herself to shield Mollie from harm. The scene was truly touching.


    “Get out of my way, you bitch!” the thug barked, his voice filled with venom as he lunged forward, intent on shoving Kylee out of his way.


    But Kylee, drawing on a deep well of courage, nted her feet and shoved him back with surprising force, sending him stumbling backward.


    The thug staggered, momentarily thrown off bnce, surprise shing across his face as he struggled to regain his footing. His expression twisted with rage, and his patience snapped entirely. Fury contorted his features as he lifted the knife high and charged at Kylee with reckless intent, the de arcing toward her in a swing.


    Acting on pure instinct, Kylee raised her arm, her body bracing for impact as the knife descended.


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