927: Chapter 927: Worth It 927: Chapter 927: Worth It Housekeeper Eugene knew that, no matter what, Ye Qiu must not be hard.
He hurriedly notified the maid, coachman, gardener, and employees from the winery to get up.
The winery had dozens of workers, but they were unard.
Faced with these ard n in black, they likely wouldn’t stand a chance.
However, Eugene thought their presence might bolster morale and scare away the intruders.
Zhou Wenting and Helena were sleeping soundly in their room because the temperature was perfect.
Yet suddenly soone knocked on the door.
Zhou Wenting and Helena woke up.
The two had no idea what was happening outside.
After getting dressed, Helena opened the door and asked, “Enzo, what is it?”
“Miss, a group of people has co outside looking for you.”
Helena imdiately guessed it must be internal opposing forces.
She hadn’t expected them to find this place so quickly.
“How many people?
How many weapons did they bring?”
“Around twenty to thirty people.
They’re demanding Dr.
Ye hand you over.”
So many people?
Helena knew these people were ruthless.
If she continued hiding here, others would surely be implicated.
It seed Helena realized she had no other choice but to go down.
As Helena prepared to head downstairs, Dante and Enzo said, “Miss, we can distract them while you escape.”
“Why should I run?”
Helena descended the stairs.
Once downstairs, Ye Qiu and Housekeeper Eugene were already there.
The n in black hadn’t barged in but were demanding Ye Qiu, “that pretty-faced boy,” to step aside.
Ye Qiu hadn’t expected Helena to wake up and co downstairs.
“Dr.
Ye, this has nothing to do with you.
Let handle it,” Helena said.
Ye Qiu had already saved her and two others once before.
She didn’t want to drag Ye Qiu into this again.
At that mont, Helena’s expression was completely different from before, now carrying a certain authority.
“I am Helena.
Who’s looking for ?”
Helena stepped forward and asked coldly.
“Miss Helena, co back to Sicily with us obediently.
As long as your father hands over the Godfather position, our boss won’t harm you,” said the leader of the n in black.
Hand over the position of Godfather?
Dream on!
Helena knew that position couldn’t simply be handed over—it was earned through one’s authority and contributions.
So Helena found the suggestion laughable.
“Tell your boss to keep dreaming!” Helena said coldly.
Housekeeper Eugene stood to the side.
Although he didn’t fully understand the Italian language, he guessed it likely had to do with the Mafia.
Eugene glanced at Ye Qiu and wanted to remind him to step aside.
After all, the Mafia wasn’t sothing they could afford to provoke.
Even Count Charley would face significant trouble if he crossed paths with the Mafia.
Ye Qiu kept wondering whether Helena was worth saving.
After all, it was Louise’s warning that prompted him to save Helena at five in the morning that day.
But now the situation was different.
As Helena continued speaking with the n, they tried to persuade her to go with them.
But it was clear that if Helena did go, she would end up as their hostage, and what would happen afterward remained uncertain.
“Miss, let deal with them,” Dante and Enzo said, holding their guns.
They certainly wouldn’t let Helena get hurt.
Ye Qiu continued watching silently.
The standoff lasted about fifteen minutes.
The winery workers had gotten up but remained hiding behind Eugene, watching.
It wouldn’t be realistic to send these unard winery workers to deal with the ard intruders.
“Helena, tell , are you worth saving?” Ye Qiu asked.
“What?”
Helena was puzzled about why Ye Qiu asked her that question.
Truthfully, Helena had been with Ye Qiu for several days already.
They had beco familiar with each other, even friends.
But Helena had never revealed her identity to Ye Qiu.
“Can you save ?” Helena asked.
On the streets of Paris, even with seven bodyguards protecting her, she had nearly lost her life.
Now, with only two guards against so many enemies, how could they possibly handle this?
“Tell , are you worth saving!” Ye Qiu insisted.
“Yes, of course I’m worth it,” Helena replied.
When Zhou Wenting ca downstairs and saw twenty to thirty n dressed in black outside, she jumped in fright.
However, after having studied in Europe for years, she imdiately surmised they must be Mafia mbers.
Moreover, it was clear they were targeting Helena.
Helena’s connection to the Mafia was obviously not simple.
Zhou Wenting tugged at Ye Qiu’s sleeve, signaling him to be cautious.
“How are you worth saving?” Ye Qiu asked.
Helena responded by wrapping her arms around Ye Qiu.
In front of the black-clad n, Louise, Zhou Wenting, Eugene, and others watching, Helena kissed Ye Qiu.
Nearly a full minute passed before she released him.
The n in black were utterly stunned.
They hadn’t expected the high-and-mighty Miss Helena to actually kiss this Oriental man.
How could this be?
Both in the past and present, they looked down on people from Huaxia.
“Satisfied now?” Helena asked.
“That’s a honey trap, but I fell for it!” Ye Qiu replied.
Helena smiled sweetly.
Louise and Zhou Wenting were uncomfortable witnessing this.
At a ti like this, Ye Qiu still had the mood to play along with Helena!
“Everyone fall back—I’ll deal with them myself!” Ye Qiu said.
Ye Qiu, alone, against all of them?
Ridiculous!
Enzo couldn’t believe it!
Dante couldn’t believe it.
Zhou Wenting, Louise, Eugene, and even Helena couldn’t believe it.
But Ye Qiu insisted they retreat to the castle.
Then he stepped outside, facing the n in black directly.
In fluent Italian, he said coldly, “I don’t care who you are.
Stepping onto my territory without my permission ans only a dead end for you.
You have ten seconds to leave, or you’ll soon join your boss in the afterlife.”
Arrogant!
Ignorant!
Reckless—those were the evaluations the n in black had for this “pretty-faced” Oriental.
“Miss Helena, we’ve given you chances.
If you won’t comply, we’ll have to take tougher asures!”
The leader of the n in black declared.
They hadn’t taken action earlier, hoping Helena would obediently return with them.
But since she was still the daughter of the Mafia Godfather, if soft asures failed, they’d resort to hard ones.
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