Leah Thorne had a good sleep again, and when she woke up, it was already past eight, and the sun was shining brightly.
Recently, her sleep had been getting better and better. Leah freshened up and went out, soon hearing the noise outside the door.
She imdiately opened the door and walked out.
There were many people gathered outside, including the aunts and a group of kids, among them Fanny had also returned safely.
"Leah Sis," Fanny quickly ran to Leah’s side.
"Fanny, are you okay? Mark Elliott didn’t bully you, right?" Leah held Fanny’s small hand.
Fanny shook her head gratefully, "Leah Sis, I wasn’t bullied, thank you and Diego for rescuing ."
At this mont, the kids surrounded Leah, looking at her with admiration, "Ugly Sis, you’re really amazing!"
"That’s right, Leah girl. We really have to thank you and Diego this ti. Without you, we wouldn’t know what to do!"
Being surrounded and thanked by so many people, Leah felt a bit embarrassed and waved her small hand, "It’s nothing, these are things Diego and I should do."
Just then, an angry voice rang out, "Let go right now! You really have so nerve, daring to ss with . Do you know who I am?"
Only then did Leah see Mark Elliott, who was tied up tightly and seed to have been beaten up, with bruises on his face, looking very miserable.
Mark Elliott, as the only son of the Warren family, had always behaved recklessly, and no one dared to control him. He took a fancy to Fanny and abducted her, planning so entertainnt projects last night.
Who knew that the door would be kicked open from outside, several burly n in black rushed in, and without saying a word, they threw a black sack over him and beat him up.
So Mark Elliott was furious, threatening and intimidating everyone with a hideous face.
Everyone here despised the Warren family, and one aunt quickly cursed, "Mark Elliott, you are shaless. Count how many good girls you’ve spoiled. The net of Heaven is wide-shed, but nothing escapes. I don’t think you’ll die well!"
Mark Elliott remained indifferent and arrogantly laughed, "It’s their good fortune that I fancy them. Serving is sothing they’ve earned through several lifetis of good deeds."
"You!"
The thickness of Mark Elliott’s skin and his twisted worldview were truly astonishing.
"Brother!" Just then, Nancy Warren hurriedly ran over.
"Nancy, you’re just in ti. These people don’t want to live. How dare they lay hands on ? Call so people over and smash all their territory. Today I’ll show them so power, make them kneel and beg!" Mark Elliott said viciously.
Nancy was also very angry. She put her chubby hands on her hips and looked around arrogantly at the people, "You lowly civilians want to rebel? How dare you touch my brother?"
Leah quickly pulled the aunts and the kids behind her, "It’s got nothing to do with them; I had it done!"
"You?" Nancy looked at the scar on Leah’s right cheek, "Where did you crawl out from, you ugly thing?"
Leah curled her red lips, retorting back, "I may be ugly, but I can’t be uglier than you. You humbly claim second place, but no one dares to claim first."
No one had ever dared call Nancy Warren an ugly thing, so she always considered herself among the "Celestial Beauties," even if she was plump, taking beauty cues from the likes of the historical beauty Yang Guifei. Being retorted like this by Leah, Nancy imdiately beca furious.
"How dare you scold !" Nancy stepped forward, raising her hand to slap Leah hard.
At that mont, a low magnetic voice suddenly ca from behind, "Try touching her if you dare."
Nancy’s hand froze; she looked up imdiately, and Justin Xavier had returned.
It’s Justin Xavier!
"Diego is back!"
"It’s Diego!"
The aunts’ eyes lit up when they saw Justin Xavier return, as if seeing their pillar of support. They just had a feeling that as long as Diego was here, no one would dare bully them.
The crowd automatically parted a path, and Justin Xavier walked with a steady, confident stride to Leah’s side.
"Diego, where did you go?" Leah asked, since she hadn’t seen Justin when she woke up.
Justin Xavier held a paper bag in his hand, "I went out to buy you breakfast. Didn’t you want those rose red bean paste buns from that shop?"
As he spoke, Justin took a steaming bun from the bag and handed it to Leah.
Leah didn’t expect him to buy buns for her early in the morning. The breakfast place she wanted to eat from usually had a long line, so he must have waited.
Leah took the bun, took a bite, and the sweet and fragrant rose bean paste filling quickly spread in her mouth, so sweet, so delicious.
Seeing Justin Xavier’s handso face, which seed perfectly godlike, Nancy Warren couldn’t help but be entranced; her heart began to race uncontrollably.
"Diego, why are you with this ugly thing? I like you so much; as long as you beco my boyfriend, you’ll live a good life." Nancy looked expectantly at Justin Xavier.
Justin Xavier’s cold dark eyes fell on Nancy. He curved his thin lips into a slight arc, not mockingly, but full of mockery, "Who’s the ugly thing you’re talking about? You’re the ugly one, your whole family is ugly!"
Yep, definitely a wife-doting devil.
Nancy froze, humiliated by soone she liked and burst into tears, "Diego, how dare you say that to ? Who do you think you are, just a little driver? I wouldn’t even spare you a glance!"
Then Mark Elliott snarled, "It was you, a re driver, who ordered to have beaten? In this world, nothing surprises anymore. Do you know who I am? I’m soone important whom you can’t afford to offend!"
Justin Xavier showed no emotional fluctuation, casually glanced at Mark Elliott, with a smile that wasn’t a smile, "I don’t know who you are, but anyone I should know... well, they don’t seem to be around in front of now."
What does that an?
Mark Elliott froze, already feeling a bit guilty, because he sensed that the man in front of him was no ordinary person. Justin Xavier, having spent years in the business world, had always been at a high rank, and even while trying to keep a low profile in this small town, his commanding presence and powerful aura left Mark Elliott with nowhere to hide. Mark Elliott didn’t know when such a person had co to this town.
Nevertheless, Mark Elliot was unwilling to admit defeat, thinking that a re driver might just be pretending and wouldn’t cause much trouble.
After all, he is the sole heir of the wealthy Warren family!
"Fine, you persistent driver, you won’t give in? I’ll call soone now!"
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