Chapter 227: Regan Saved Callie

Lance was strong and easily restrained her, taking advantage of the situation by groping her. His gaze shamelessly fell on her ample chest, and he laughed lewdly, lifting her work badge. "Still working at Oconnor Group, huh? Must have slept your way in, you shrew." Callie breathed heavily, finally managing to free herself from his grip. She slapped him hard, making Lance's head tilt to the side. Before Callie could cry out, he swiftly covered her mouth and slapped her in return. "Dare to hit me? You want to die?" The last time Callie had been humiliated and beaten like this was when she had rescued Joaquin at Club Paradise. Her survival instincts kicked in, and she instinctively reached for the phone in her pocket. However, Lance noticed and violently snatched it from her, tossing it into the nearby swimming pool without hesitation. It was cold outside, and no one would come here. The floor-to-ceiling windows allowed people outside to see in, but those inside couldn't see out. So