Chapter 75 You're a Piece of Work

Harvey froze in shock. Tristan also turned to her. Cressida really did bend at the knee—slowly, deliberately—inching down until she was nearly touching the cold floor. Her hair fell forward, hiding every expression from view. Harvey laughed out loud triumphantly, puffing his chest so Tristan could see how she begged and crawled before him. "That's more like it! You should've just listened from the start and—" He never finished. Just as her knee was about to hit the tile, Cressida snapped upward. All her strength funneled into her right leg, and she drove her knee into his wide-open groin. With a terrible howl, the blood drained from Harvey's face. He doubled over and went down, collapsing in a heap. At the sound of his howl, Tristan released his hold. Harvey writhed on the floor, clutching himself, rolling around in agony. Cressida stood straight, head lowered as she watched him curl and convulse. Then, with a casual motion, she tapped the toe of her shoe against the highly