Everyone was lost in their own world, with no one having the spare attention to glance her way.
The Pighead Man felt emboldened, smirked as he approached her again, "Miss, your kick almost broke my leg. You think you're going to just walk away after a mere apology?"
Turns out he's a rascal, how unlucky!
Scarlett Yates's eyes filled with even more disgust, her expression turned cold, "Then what do you want?"
The Pighead Man leered at her face, "If you're willing to have a few drinks with me and give me a few kisses, I'll let you go. Otherwise..."
As he spoke, he grinned wickedly and reached for Scarlett Yates's hand, "I've seen plenty of college girls like you. Don't worry, if you have a good time drinking with me, I won't let you leave empty-handed."
Scarlett Yates hadn't expected to encounter a pervert while out for a breath of fresh air in broad daylight.
