She felt like she was being suffocated in his embrace.
"I'm not... I'm not..." she struggled to say.
Just when Rachel thought she might pass out from the lack of air, a sudden force yanked her out of the man's arms.
In the next moment, she heard a loud thud as a fist connected with flesh, followed by a muffled grunt, the sound of something heavy hitting the ground, and the crash of chairs and shelves colliding.
Rachel gasped for breath, her eyes landing on Jeffrey's face.
It was Jeffrey who had pulled her away from Garrett Vincent! She stared at Jeffrey, bewildered, wondering why he was here.
At that moment, Jeffrey was glaring at Garrett Vincent, who was now slumped against a row of shelves, looking disheveled.
The area around him was a mess from the impact of his fall.
A trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, clearly indicating that Jeffrey's punch had been anything but light.
