Top Actress Beware: Also Reborn Is Your CEO Husband!-Chapter 656: Breaking a Man’s Hand

The commotion was so loud that people at the restroom entrance glanced inside.

A few students from Q City High peeked through the doorway and suddenly thought the girl sitting on the floor looked familiar. "Isn't that Jovana Shaw?"

"She looks like her to me too. Shit, what's that on her? That's disgusting."

"Wasn't she picked up after school by some guy in a luxury car? Why is she in the men's bathroom now?"

"Why else? Someone played with her, then just tossed her here when they were done. What a slut, hooking up with a guy in the restroom. Who knows how many guys have already taken her like this."

"Quick, take a picture! She always pretends to be so perfect, but look at her now, playing around like this in private. Fuck, she turned me down before. Just thinking about it makes me sick!"

"Tsk tsk, the former student council president found half-naked in the men's restroom... Don't even think about stealing this headline from me—I'm posting it on the Forum first."

Her humiliating photos instantly blew up on the Forum. A few people who did livestreams broadcast live footage of her rolling around in her own vomit and filth. The videos exploded online in seconds.

Someone who recognized Jovana Shaw called Clara Philips. When Clara saw the photos circulating online, the blood rushed straight to her head; she almost passed out from rage. She frantically ordered the chauffeur to drive her over, and got a few people to go in and drag Jovana out. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Faced with Jovana reeking and filthy, Clara's stomach churned. She found a few pieces of clothing, wrapped Jovana up, stuffed her into the car, and left in a hurry.

...

Junia Simpson felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around to see a few unfamiliar men. "Can I help you?"

"Hey, beautiful, can I buy you a drink?" one of the men sneered nastily.

"Sorry, I don't drink," Junia replied coldly, keeping her distance.

The man burped, his face a little drunk. "Come on, don't embarrass us. My buddies and I just want to buy you a drink, get to know you."

"Sorry, my friend is waiting for me," Junia said as she tried to leave, but the man gripped her shoulder roughly, his tone getting nasty. "Don't be a bitch. Us buying you a drink means we're being nice. You better play along and have a drink with us, or else watch out for what we'll—ah!"

The man's wrist was suddenly snapped by a hand from out of nowhere. Grayson Quinn's face was dark, lips curled in a mocking half-smile, his words ice-cold: "Watch out for what, exactly?"

"My hand, my hand! Bro, I'm sorry, I didn't know she was with you, please let me go, I was drunk and talking nonsense, please forgive me!" The man started crying and begging.

Grayson let go of him in disgust.

The group hurried to help their injured friend and fled in panic.

"You okay?" Grayson turned to look at her. "Why are you here alone this late at night?"

"Why are you here this late at night, then?" Junia shot back.

"Can you even compare yourself to me? You're a techie—do you really think your martial arts skills are good enough to handle those guys?" Just then, another person came over and whispered a few words in Grayson's ear. He raised an eyebrow at Junia and said, "I'll take you home first."

"You go do whatever you need to do," Junia answered. Seeing his insistence, she added, "I have a friend here. I just stepped out for some fresh air."

But Grayson still didn't feel comfortable. He told another man, "You see her home." After giving that order, he walked off.

Junia noticed a woman trailing after him. Her gaze wavered slightly, then she turned and left as well.