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    He snatched his coat from the chair and practically sprinted from the room, his footsteps echoing down the hallway.


    Zoie’s brow furrowed into deep lines of confusion as she gazed up at Johnson’s impassive expression. “Johnson, are you truly nning to allow him to simply walk away unscathed?”<fn5101> Newest update provided by find~novel</fn5101>


    Johnson threw her a dismissive sideways nce, his tone t and emotionless. “Since you refuse to involvew enforcement, what purpose would keeping him here serve?”


    “But…” Zoie’s voice carried clear frustration and disappointment. She believed that since they had pretended to be a couple before, Johnson would help her teach that man a lesson.


    However, she had never anticipated he would permit the creep to escape without consequences. Johnson remainedpletely oblivious to the emotional storm raging within Zoie’s conflicted heart.


    He stated matter-of-factly, “I’m leaving now.”


    Without another word, he pivoted toward the exit.


    Zoie reacted instinctively to his abrupt announcement, lunging forward to capture Johnson’s retreating hand. “Please wait! Johnson, I—”


    “Remove your hand immediately.” His voice sliced through her desperate plea.


    Zoie’s eyes widened as she realized Johnson was staring down at her hand on him with unmistakable displeasure burning in his gaze. She quickly let go.


    After swallowing the lump forming in her throat, she looked up at Johnson with eyes that held barely concealed desperation. “Johnson, would it be possible for you to remain here with me for a while? Or perhaps you can let me wait safely in your private dining room? I’ll contact my driver immediately to collect me, but I find myself genuinely frightened to remain alone now. That revolting man might return to finish what he started.”


    “No.” Johnson’s rejection came without hesitation. He paused momentarily before adding, “You can wait for your driver in the restaurant’s main lobby. During daylight hours, no one would dare attempt to do anything to you in such a public space.”


    “But I—” Zoie began to protest, but Johnson refused to grant her the opportunity to continue and strode purposefully from the room.


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    “Johnson! Johnson!” Zoie called desperately after his retreating silhouette, her voice echoing off the walls.


    Johnson didn’t slow his pace or acknowledge her words in any way.


    As she watched him leave, Zoie found herself biting down hard on her lower lip, her thoughts spiraling into frustrated reflection. Earlier that evening, her overbearing family had coerced her into meeting this repulsive man for an arranged blind date.


    She had felt absolutely no interest in him from the moment they met, and his lecherous stare had only intensified her revulsion toward him.


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