Chapter 355

Jim Lemley yelled and all kinds of ugly words came out of his mouth like a mad dog.

Monica slapped him twice and kicked him. She was very happy and ignored his abuse. Took Sophie back two steps and drew some distance from him.

Continue to comfort Sophie and say, "don't be afraid, baby. No one wants to bully you today."

"Well, I'm fine. Let's go," Sophie nodded. She didn't want to get entangled with Jim. Now she just wanted to get out of here.

"You can't bargain with him," said Monica, glancing at Jim who had just got up, with a glimmer of disdain in her eyes. "Let him sign today, or he will pester you."

"I won't sign. Don't dream, you bichi."

"Calm down, Mr. Lemley." Jerry holding him was a little embarrassed. The customer had lost his mind and didn't even have the basic gentlemanly demeanor. It would be difficult for him to end if he kept pestering.

"How can you calm me down!" it was a great shame to be beaten by a woman. Jim pushed Jerry, and his injured leg was soft again. "My leg... Damn it."

Jim's assistant came and held his boss. Jim said to him, "FK, don't let them go. I want them to know my strength."

Then he yelled at the bodyguard he brought: "asshole, do you eat shit? Didn't you see that I was attacked..."

"Sorry... Boss..." the big white bodyguard was a little sorry. He really didn't react to the sudden incident just now. In his eyes, Monica and Sophie were no threat to his boss.

His attention has been focused on Renault. Renault feels very dangerous to him and has been eyeing this side.

He just didn't expect that the woman he thought had no threat was so decisive that he did it directly. He was dumbfounded.

Don't talk about him. Tracy is also very ignorant. It's agreed that I'll protect you? He had never seen Monica so violent that he couldn't help giving the queen a thumbs up.

"Stop talking nonsense and catch them for me." Jim clenched his teeth and looked maliciously at Monica and Sophie.

"No problem, boss."

The white bodyguard nodded slightly, turned his head, looked at Monica and Sophie expressionless, raised his feet and walked towards them. One step or two, just about to get close, he was stopped by a figure.

No one else is blocking him. It's heita Renault.

"Man, it's none of your business here. Let's go and talk." Renault grinned, showing Sen's white teeth and a scary smile.

Without giving the white bodyguard reaction time, he hooked his neck and couldn't resist and dragged him aside.

"Waste... What a waste." the bodyguard was suddenly taken away. Jim reacted and yelled. Then he stared at Monica. He had to do it himself.

Monica is not easy to mess with. If he dares to do it, he will give him another kick.

At this time, Tracy's voice came.

"Honey, I told you not to be impulsive."

"Cluck... Aren't you there? I'm not afraid of anything."

"Well... Leave it to me next."

At this time, Tracy will no longer stand aside to watch the play. Monica takes him as her confidence, and he should have a backing.

"Who are you, boy? It's none of your business here..."

"I'm your father..."

Tracy didn't talk nonsense to him at all. Looking back, he put his foot directly on Jim's stomach. With great strength, he kicked Jim out for two or three meters, and his assistant fell down.

"Vomit... Cough..."

Jim felt his internal organs rolling and his breathing was extremely difficult. He wanted to support his body, but he couldn't do anything. Then there was a fierce cough.

"It's time to... Die... I'm going to... Kill... Him"

"Boss, are you all right?" the assistant got up and hurriedly came to help him.

Tracy came over directly, pushed the little assistant away, then reached out and grabbed Jim's collar, sneered, "who do you want to kill?"

"I want to..."

"Pa..." before he could speak, he slapped him in the face. "Who do you want to kill?"

"I..."

"Pa..." he slapped again. Jim's face swelled instantly, and Tracy slapped him in the face. "Give you another chance. Who do you want to kill?"

"Woo... Goo..."

Jim couldn't speak clearly. Tracy loosened his collar, took a square towel from Duke's hand and wiped his hand.

Jerry couldn't see it and said, "this is a crime."

Tracy looked at him funny. "Oh? Do you think he'll sue me?"

What else did Jerry want to say? Duke came directly to him, smiled and said, "it's none of your business, Mr. lawyer. You'd better act as if you didn't see anything."

Jerry trembled in his heart, glanced at Jim, who was not a man, and looked at the little assistant who was bearish on the ground. He thought of the white bodyguard who was taken away and lost his life, and consciously shut his mouth.

Tracy threw the towel on Jim's face, then returned to Monica and said gently, "honey, I'm satisfied now."

"Hmm, it's OK." Monica raised her eyebrows, obviously in a good mood.

Tracy was speechless. The queen was more violent than him. Well, we are all civilized people.

"He......" Sophie glanced at Jim and said anxiously, "he won't cause you any trouble."

"No, he can't die," Tracy said indifferently. "He can solve his problem."

"However, it's estimated that he can't sign today. You'd better send the agreement to him sometime."

Just beat each other up. Tracy didn't pay attention to these little things at all, and didn't worry that Jim would take revenge on him.

First of all, if the other party still wants to hang out in Hollywood, it is wise to swallow it. Secondly, Tracy has his handle in his hand. He can turn things upside down.

At this time, a car entered the parking lot and stopped beside them. The door opened and buck came down from the car.

"Here you are, boss," said buck, handing Tracy a file bag.

Tracy opened the file bag, pulled out a stack of photos, looked at them, and muttered, "it's wonderful. That boy can play very well."

The contents of the photos are ugly and varied, which is no less impressive than his collections.

"Honey, you take Sophie to the car first." Tracy put some photos back in the file bag and said to Monica.

After watching them get on the bus, they came to Jim again and took a picture of his face. "I'm Tracy Lee. I'm always welcome to make trouble."

Then he threw the picture in his face.

"The woman you asked me to call, boss, will come in a minute," buck whispered to Tracy.

"Well, if you're in charge of the finishing work, I won't join the fun." Tracy didn't intend to participate in the follow-up. He told buck, "by the way, you call an ambulance for this gentleman, then call the police for him, and help him find some reporters by the way."

"OK, boss."

Buck answered. Tracy nodded to him and returned to the car. At the same time, Renault, who had just disappeared, returned to the car.

"Boss, it's all done," Renault said to Tracy with a grin.

Seeing some blood on his hand, Tracy rolled her eyes. "Wipe your hands and don't dirty the car."

The car left the underground parking lot, and soon an ambulance and a police car drove into the parking lot.

"Who called the police?"

"Where is the injured?"

The police car and ambulance stopped beside Jim and others at the same time. The ambulance staff and the police officer asked at the same time.

They looked at each other, and then their eyes fell on Jerry, who was intact at the same time. Jerry pointed to Jim lying on the ground, "he was hurt, very badly."

The paramedics hurried to Jim. Another white police officer asked seriously, "do you know who hurt him?"

"Yes..." Jerry was about to answer. He immediately thought of Buck's warning and changed his mouth: "I don't know. He was like this when I saw him."

The white police officer frowned slightly, felt Jerry lying again, and confirmed again: "you really don't know who it is, if you find out you're lying..."

"Of course I know the consequences of lying, officer. I'm a lawyer. Trust me, I really don't know anything." Jerry cleared his throat, his face was not red and his heart didn't jump.

The young man just now is Tracy. My God, the young super rich, I can't afford it. Mr. Lemley is in big trouble, but don't bother me.

Jerry made up his mind that he would never reveal a word, even if he offended his customers.

"God, who beat you up like this. Jim, you're so poor." at this time, a beautiful blonde came up. She was Jim Lemley's mistress.

"Ma'am, do you know this gentleman?" the white police officer stopped her and asked before she approached.

"Of course, I know him. He's an asshole, scum......" the blonde said fiercely, with a gloating smile on her face.

With that, she shouted to the back, "Dear reporters, the famous producer Mr. Jim Lemley is here..."

The white police officer was stunned. When he reacted, he winked at several of his colleagues and whispered, "inform the headquarters that there may be trouble today."

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The next morning.

Tracy, as usual, got up early, went to the gym, sweated, took a bath and read today's newspaper.

Sure enough, the major newspapers are full of news about Jim Lemley. The news of his attack occupies a small page, and the main content is some gossip and insider.

His mistress made headlines, and his divorce from Sophie was also reported. The media criticized him, and Sophie became the biggest victim.

At breakfast, Tracy took the sorted newspaper to Monica and Sophie.

Monica finished a glass of milk, looked through the newspaper, smiled and said, "it seems that it's hard for him to turn over. So, Sophie's trouble has been solved?"

Tracy nodded and said, "of course, I don't think he has the energy to pester Sophie."

"That's great." Monica smiled happily, turned to Sophie and said, "baby, your trouble is solved. Don't worry about that guy."

"HMM." Sophie was a little depressed. She put a salad in her mouth and forced out a smile. "Won't you get into trouble."

"I said it yesterday. He didn't dare to do anything. Tracy has his handle in his hand."

"Oh, that's good." Sophie turned to Tracy and said, "thank you."

"It doesn't matter..." Tracy smiled and didn't say much. He knew Sophie wouldn't be in a good mood. After all, even if she fell out with Jim Lemley and they still had a child, Sophie must be very complicated at this time.

As an outsider, he is really hard to comfort.

So Tracy quickly settled the breakfast, said hello to Monica, left the restaurant wisely, and then gave Monica comfort.

After Tracy left, Monica came behind Sophie and hugged her neck.

"Baby, if you want to open up, everything will pass."

"I know it's not my fault, it's all Jim's fault. But..." Sophie continued with a trembling tone. "How can I explain to my daughter and tell her that her father is an asshole?"

"He's an asshole, so it's no problem. The important thing is not to let him disturb your life and your children's life."

Sophie was silent and stared at the fruit salad in front of her. Monica just hugged her quietly.

The two women snuggled up to each other for a long time. They didn't know that a pair of eyes were looking at them not far away.

This man is no one else. It's Tracy who left just now.

He thought Sophie was satisfied with the result, but the other party was not as free and easy as he thought. It's estimated that Sophie will have to digest it for a while to recover.

"I'm right. That man doesn't deserve Sophie," Tracy said to herself, sighed and left here.