Suddenly, I Became My Supermodel Sister's Manager

43. Do You Want to Die?!

Yes. She did sleep with him once before, but that was also the only time. Since then, she avoided any such opportunities, because the guy was a huge let-down in bed.Not to mention, he treated her like she should be lucky that he even looked at her. It made Jessica hate him to the point where she wanted to slap him if it wouldn't affect her career.

"Thomas, don't get carried away, alright? I'm here to enjoy the night, not to find some alone time with a man. Don't ruin the mood, please." Jessica tried to speak in a calm voice without letting the anger seep into it.

However, her words had no effect on him and only made him tighten his hold around her. He even placed his lips on her neck, kissing the smooth skin there and causing her to feel a rush of excitement despite her disgust towards the guy.

"What's wrong, Jessica?" Thomas asked with a grin, his hand reaching up to touch Jessica's big breasts through her dress while continuing to nibble on her earlobe, whispering, "Why would you not want to go somewhere with me? Didn't we enjoy our time together? I can still remember how tight you felt around my cock."

"..." Jessica gritted her teeth and pushed him away before he could do something more than just touching her.

"No, Thomas! I've never enjoyed anything we did before, and I'm not going anywhere with you. So, either you get your shit together, or I will seriously hurt you." Jessica hissed as she turned to look him in the eye, her glare filled with hatred towards the man.

Thomas was stunned by her sudden reaction, never expecting Jessica to react like this. He thought she would play along like last time, and he'd be able to spend a night fucking her brains out.

Instead, she refused him and even threatened him, too. And the way she stared at him, filled with anger and disgust, was not something he was used to seeing, since most girls always did whatever he told them to.

This made his face turn red with anger and embarrassment, causing him to grab her arm again and start yelling at her.

"What the fuck?! Who do you think you are, huh?! Do you know who the fuck I am, bitch?! If I say one word, you'll lose all your endorsements from my company! You're just a fucking bitch who only knows how to parade around, showing off your tits and ass, like all the other fucking whores around here! Who the fuck do you think you are to even refuse me?! Huh?!" Thomas roared, glaring at Jessica while holding her hand tightly in place so she couldn't leave.

Jessica didn't expect Thomas to act like this, nor did she think he would threaten her with losing all her endorsements and even insult her like this.

But before she could say anything else, the next moment, she was pulled away from Thomas by a pair of strong arms and was embraced by a familiar body.

"What do you think you're doing, bastard?" Andrew said in a low, dangerous tone, his eyes blazing with fury while glaring at Thomas. "That's my girl you're handling there, not some object."

"You fucking piece of shit. How dare you get in my way?!" Thomas snapped back, not realizing the seriousness of the situation as he also glared at Andrew. "I don't know who you are, but she's just a fucking bitch who doesn't know her place. And if you don't get your ass out of my face right this second, I'll make you regret that you were ever..."

Before Thomas could continue his threat, he felt a sharp pain on his jawline, and then, in a flash, his legs left the ground, and his entire world turned upside down as he was launched backward.

The sudden force sent him flying across the floor and crashing against the nearby crowd of people, who were busy dancing and enjoying themselves.

Everything happened so fast. Before anyone could even react, Thomas was already lying on the ground, groaning in pain with blood flowing out of his mouth and broken teeth scattered around him.

This was all thanks to Andrew, who had punched Thomas straight in the face, knocking him to the ground in one hit.

Everyone stood shocked, unsure of what happened. But soon enough, their attention turned to Thomas, who began screaming out in agony at the pain caused by Andrew's strike.

The music also died down instantly upon noticing a commotion in the room, and people turned around, curious to find out what was going on.

"Ahhhhh! My teeth! My fucking teeth! My jaw!" Thomas screamed like a dying animal, writhing on the ground while holding onto his bloody mouth.

Seeing the state he was in, everyone gasped in fear. Some of the girls even screamed in horror upon seeing this scene unfold before their eyes.

"What... What happened?" Katrina exclaimed as she came to check on Jessica and Andrew. She was so confused about why Andrew would suddenly run away from them.

However, Andrew ignored her words and turned to Jessica instead, his gaze softening a little bit. "Jessica, are you okay? Did that guy hurt you? Tell me, because if he did, I'll make sure he regrets it."

Jessica, who was still taken aback by how quickly things escalated, unconsciously looked at her wrist. There were some signs of redness where Thomas had grabbed her, which Andrew quickly noticed.

This made him grow even angrier than before, prompting him to move towards Thomas once again.

Before anyone else could react, he lifted the man up by the collar of his shirt and threw a straight punch into his gut. Then another followed suit, sending a second blow into his abdomen.

"You fucking asshole. How dare you hurt my girl like that?" Andrew growled out, punching him again, even harder than before. "Do you want to die?!"

"Ahhh... P...please...stop... I'm sorry... I won't do anything to her anymore... Please, just stop hurting me..." Thomas begged Andrew in fear, tears streaming down his face as blood mixed with saliva dribbled from his mouth.

However, Andrew ignored Thomas' words and pulled his fist back once more, aiming for another powerful punch right at the bastard's face, but then a pair of arms wrapped around him from behind.

"Mr. Andrew! Please stop! Don't hit him anymore. This is already bad enough as it is," a worried Amy said while embracing him tightly from behind. "Please, let go of Mr. Thomas. It won't do any good to anyone if you continue with this."