Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler

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Chapter 252

Since the bus was filled with people, Catelyn gripped the handle above her head firmly. Her

upper body leaned toward the window as she tried to balance herself so she would not fall when

the bus pulled the brakes.

Her shoulder was moist with the rain from earlier, but she did not bother to wipe it off.

"Mommy, that car seems to be following us," said a little girl who sat on a seat in front of Catelyn,

pointing at a black car outside the window.

Her mother smiled and acknowledged her. "Don't put your hand outside of the window. The road

is big, and it could just be going in the same direction. Why would it be following us?"

"That's true," the little girl responded as she pursed her tiny lips and retrieved her hand.

Moments later, the girl's mother was heard mumbling to herself, " Hmm. It does look like it's

following the bus. Look; it stops every time the bus stops and moves every time the bus moves.

That's pretty weird..."

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Catelyn listened to their conversations and looked out of the window in curiosity.

It was raining so heavily, yet someone was following the bus?

The cold air had formed a layer of mist on the bus window. The black car that the mother-daughter pair

mentioned had been maintaining a distance from the bus. Catelyn was having trouble seeing, but the

person inside the car looked familiar to her, especially the last two digits of the car plate's number.

Catelyn was still deep in her thoughts when she felt a man's chest pressing against her back.

The body felt warm.

Catelyn froze for a brief moment before sidestepping. She turned around to throw a sharp glare at the

man behind her.

The man was in his thirties to forties. His face was filled with facial hair, and a dark circle of stubbles

surrounded his mouth to his jaw and sideburns. His eyes gleamed with devious intent.

Catelyn felt her stomach churn in disgust.

The man touched his chin and asked in a revolting manner, "What are you looking at?"

Catelyn smiled coldly and asked defensively, "Shouldn't I be the one asking you why you're standing so

close to me?"

"The bus is filled with people. Where else am I supposed to stand?" replied the man with a perverted

smile as he whistled.

Catelyn thought about his action earlier, and her smile turned icy- cold.

She stomped on the man's toes with her heeled shoes, mustering all her energy on that single

movement as she dug her heel further down the man's toes.

"Argh!" The man yelped in pain. He felt like his toes were almost severed from his foot.

Some nearby passengers turned around to the source of the noise. Catelyn retrieved her foot

nonchalantly and smiled politely.

"Sorry! There's a pig in heat, and my foot slipped by accident. Please excuse me."

The man grabbed his injured foot and jumped around a few times, his face flushed shamefully as he

glared fiercely at Catelyn. He raised his hand and reached out to strike Catelyn across the face.

"B*tch, I'll kill you!"

The bus was filled with people, and there was no way for Catelyn to run.

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All she could do was raise her handbag and try to fend the attack off

Screeech!

The wheels rubbed against the asphalt road and made a sharp noise.

The passengers on the bus lost their balance as some staggered a few steps forward while the

rest shook from left to right.

The perverted man completely lost his balance and collapsed onto a middle-aged woman. He

even pretended to rub his perverted hand across the woman's chest by accident. The woman did

not buy it and struck him across the face in an instant.

"You degenerate piece of sh*t! Where do you think you're touching?"

"Can't believe he's such a perverted man!"

"Get the f*ck off the bus! No one wants to share the same space with a degenerate like you."

Everyone on the bus glared at the man in disdain as they scolded him, and he had no other

choice than to flee the scene with his tail between his legs.

The driver could not be bothered by the man, however, as he cussed at the black car in front of

his bus. "So what if you're rich? You're occupying the bus lane! Have you got no sense of

morality?"

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