Chapter 373

Michael smirked, his thumb brushing her wrist, fingers tracing lazy circles. "Didn't you ask for my help?"

Kelsey gulped. Yeah, she did ask Michael. For Nina's sake, swallowing her pride and asking Michael was no biggie.

Kelsey stopped resisting and softened her tone, "I'm begging you."

Michael turned his head slightly, giving her a side-eye.

Kelsey asked, "What for?"

Michael said, "Kiss me. Then I'll think about it."

Kelsey was ticked off. "Michael, I have a fiancé."

"Oh." Michael dragged out the word, suddenly glancing behind her. "Is that your fiancé?"

Kelsey spun around, startled, seeing Jack striding over.

"Jack." Kelsey stiffened.

Jack's steps were long, his face icy, eyes blazing with anger.

When he got close, Jack yanked Kelsey aside and swung a punch at Michael.

Kelsey screamed.

Michael's eyes narrowed. He wasn't about to just take a hit. As Jack swung, Michael dodged and landed a punch on Jack's cheek instead.

Jack turned slightly, moving fast. After taking that punch, he immediately started brawling with Michael. They traded blows, fighting fiercely.

Kelsey tried to step in several times but got shoved away.

Kathy, seeing this, bit down on a cigarette and leaned against the door, watching the chaos.

Around her, casino folks were gritting their teeth when Michael got hit and cheering when Jack did. But without Michael's say-so, no one dared to jump in; they just watched.

Jack was no match for Michael. After a few rounds, Michael had the upper hand. Jack tried to hold his ground but soon couldn't fight back.

Michael's crew was hyped, shouting.

"Go, Michael!"

"Michael's a beast. This guy's toast, thinking he can take on Michael. Doesn't he know Michael used to box?"

"Hahaha, he's done for."

Jack lost his balance and hit the ground after another punch from Michael.

Michael, fueled by the crowd's cheers, had no plans to stop. Even with Jack down, he wasn't letting up. He crouched, raising his iron-hard fist high.

If Michael's punch landed, Jack would be half-dead!

"Serves him right!"

"Michael, teach him a lesson!"

"Yeah, give him what he deserves!"

The crowd roared.

Michael's eyes were bloodshot, veins bulging on his arm.

Just as Michael was about to land the punch, two soft hands wrapped around his arm.

Michael paused.

The cheering stopped abruptly.

Kathy, leaning against the door, raised an eyebrow, exhaling a puff of smoke.

Michael turned his head, his bloodthirsty eyes meeting a pair of tearful ones. He was stunned.

"Michael, that's enough!" Kelsey's tears fell.

Michael's fist seemed to lose its strength with Kelsey's tears. He slowly lowered his hand, stood up, and shook it off.

"Jack." Kelsey immediately let go of Michael's hand and bent down to help Jack. Her voice was thick with sobs. "Are you okay? Let's get you to the hospital."

"I'm fine." Jack raised his hand, wiping away Kelsey's tears.

Michael stood there, unmoving.

Michael's henchmen couldn't hold back, chiming in one after another.

"Ms. Jose, a bet's a bet. We all saw it; your man started it!"

"Yeah! Michael's hurt too. Why don't you care about Michael?"

"Exactly, Ms. Jose. What's so great about this guy? You should be with Michael. A woman should choose a strong man. How can you show off a weakling like this?"

"Shut up!" Michael snapped, kicking one of the henchmen.

The henchmen immediately fell silent.

Kelsey helped Jack, walking away without looking back.

"Michael..." Michael's henchmen still wanted to say something.

Michael shouted, "Get lost!"

The henchmen quickly scattered.

Kathy dropped her cigarette butt, crushed it with her high heel, and walked over, pressing herself against Michael. "Michael, don't waste your energy on losers. I'll keep you company."

Michael grabbed Kathy's hand, a wicked smile on his lips. "Alright."

With that, Michael pulled Kathy over, pinning her against the wall and kissing her.

Michael's kiss was aggressive, making Kathy almost breathless. Her arms hung weakly around his neck.

"Excuse me." Kelsey returned, seeing the heated scene and instinctively looking away.

Michael paused. He tried to turn away, but Kathy cupped his cheeks, continuing to kiss him.

Kathy's kiss was soft and sweet, full of flattery, very enticing.

Michael was a bit distracted but didn't push her away. His large hand caressed Kathy's slender waist, continuing to enjoy it.

Kelsey had to speak again, "Excuse me."

This time she raised her voice, trying to interrupt Kathy and Michael.

But it didn't work. They acted as if they didn't hear Kelsey; they continued without any intention of stopping. Or rather, Kathy and Michael were doing it on purpose, simply ignoring Kelsey.

Kelsey felt that staying here any longer was useless; Michael wasn't going to help her today. So Kelsey stood there for a few seconds, then she turned to leave.

As soon as Kelsey left, Michael pushed Kathy away by her shoulders.

He turned, looking at the empty hallway, his eyes dark.

Kathy panted in his arms. "Michael, take me to your room."

Michael's eyes showed a hint of arousal. She needed to seize this opportunity and take him down quickly.

But Michael pushed her away. "Enough. I'll have someone take you back."

"Michael." Kathy tried to get close again but was stopped by Michael's sharp glare.

Kathy knew Michael's temper and understood that it was over for today. If she pushed further, it would cost her life.

Kathy adjusted her dress slightly and kissed Michael's cheek before leaving. "Goodnight, Michael."

Michael squinted, remaining silent.

After Kathy left, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and started smoking.

After a while, Michael finally took out his phone and dialed a number.

Michael said, "Hey, Richard, something happened!"