Chapter 1073: An Intimidating Man

"Sue me? Do you think that'll improve your reputation? Little Bunny, you're an actress, pure in the public eye. If they knew you slept with me, what would they think? I know these showbiz whores. They're secretly shady, pretending to be noble. You're terrified of exposure, even after death! Go ahead, sue me. Destroy yourself."

Louie doubted Little Bunny had the nerve. Years in the industry had shown him the underbelly, the secrets kept hidden. He believed she'd back down, swallow her pride, rather than follow through on her threat.

His recklessness escalated. He ripped off her clothes.

Shock and fear froze her. She couldn't fight him.

"Louie, I will sue you!" she threatened.

Even if it ruined her career, she would sue if he continued.

"Do it!" he sneered. "I'll gladly spend a few years in jail for sex with you!"

He dropped his pants as he spoke, advancing on her. Tears streamed down Little Bunny's face.

Meanwhile, Theodore hung up on Little Bunny’s call, then smashed his phone when she ignored his next attempt. Tanya remained silent, acutely aware of the danger if Little Bunny appeared.

After a pause, Theodore calmly retrieved his phone.

"Manuel, locate Little Bunny. Fifty meters radius, based on her last call."

"Okay," Manuel replied. "Is something wrong?"

"Hmm."

"Serious?"

"Serious for me."

"What about her?"

"She's fine."

Theodore hung up. Manuel sensed the gravity of the situation; Theodore's seriousness spoke volumes.

Manuel quickly located Little Bunny’s phone signal, pinpointing her location. He sent the coordinates: "Within ten meters."

Theodore sped off. Ten minutes could be a lifetime. Five minutes had already passed since the initial call.

He drove recklessly down the poorly maintained road, his face grim.

Tanya watched him go, sensing a depth of feeling beyond possessiveness or pride—love. She feared retaliation, desperately hoping for a way to undo what had happened.

Little Bunny kicked him, causing him enough pain to release her. She grabbed her scattered clothes and fled towards the road.

Louie, clutching his groin, scrambled into the driver's seat and pursued her. She heard the car accelerating, its speed insurmountable. Just as it was about to catch her, a black car appeared, heading straight for her.

She ran towards it, seeking help.

Theodore, inside the car, saw her—disheveled, clothes torn. Then he saw the pursuing vehicle. This man was involved with Little Bunny.

He floored the accelerator.

Little Bunny, terrified by the oncoming black car, dodged, despairing of escape.

Suddenly, a loud crash. The black car had struck the one chasing Little Bunny. Both cars collided violently, airbags deploying, their fronts mangled. Little Bunny froze in shock.

Then she saw Theodore, bleeding, emerging from his wrecked car. He didn't approach her, but went straight to Louie’s car. He forced the door open. The impact had dazed Louie.

When Louie finally registered what was happening, a bleeding, intimidating figure loomed over him. Louie was tense, trapped in the wreckage. Theodore used his bare hands to open the jammed car door...