It was past eleven o’clock, but Emmanuel was not home yet.
Mackenzie could no longer remain calm and unaffected.
“That man is truly hateful! Didn’t I tell him that he’s to be home by eleven
Gritting her teeth, she decided to seek him out and see what exactly he
was doing that he had not turned on his phone after such a long time.
Emmanuel had no idea that Mackenzie would seek him out. He was still
hugging Xylie with an arm.
“T-Thank you!” Xylie thanked Emmanuel after he wiped the floor with the
ruffians, her gaze trained on his arm around her.
In a flash, Emmanuel dropped his hold on her and urged, “It’s difficult to
remain untouched when you’re working in a bar. Be careful next time.
Others may not respect your wishes when you turn their advances down.”
Xylie nodded, her eyes sparkling as she stared at the man.
Never had she imagined that such a trope of a knight in shining armor
saving the damsel in distress would happen to her.
Not only was the man before her tall and handsome, but he also radiated
maturity. Coincidentally, he happened to be her cup of tea.
“What is this? What happened here?”
At that precise moment, Samuel arrived with a group of men.
Seeing that, all the patrons in the bar started taking off.
Even the manager was scared witless.
Oh God, what should I do if they fight in the bar when there are so many of
However, Samuel stopped short when he had drawn close to the scene.
What on earth is happening here? The man on the ground is my sworn
brother, Rat. Meanwhile, the person who defeated them turned out to be
Emmanuel! He’s the ruthless man who wiped the floor with us alone at The
Paradise that night!
“You’re here just in time, Mr. Webber! I’m never going to rest until I’ve
ripped this brat to shreds today!”
Fury blazed in Rat’s eyes, and he struggled to his feet in excitement upon
seeing that his backup was here.
Such a scene frightened Xylie so much that she trembled incessantly. She
voluntarily leaned against Emmanuel, only to discover that he was still as
calm as ever.
Whoa! What a real man!
“What are you planning to do if you’re never going to rest?” Emmanuel
retorted with a sneer, shielding Xylie.
“Damn it! You’re never going to realize your mistake until you’ve seen what
I’m capable of!”
With rage staining his features, Rat snagged a beer bottle to smash it at
Never in his wildest dreams had he ever imagined that Samuel would
personally stop him.
Everyone present was stunned to the core.
“What are you doing, Mr. Webber? Quick, help me kill this brat!” Rat roared.
Unexpectedly, Samuel snatched the beer bottle away from his hand.
Rat bellowed, “What are you doing, Mr. Webber? If you tarry any longer, I’ll
sever my relationship with you!”
A conflicted expression manifested on Samuel’s face.
How can I possibly allow him to make a move against Emmanuel? That’s
impossible! Putting aside the fact that I’m acquainted with the latter, even
if there are no ties between us both, we might not be his match if we were
to attack him together! I’m helping Rat out of the kindness of my heart, yet
this idiot has no idea and even threatens to sever his relationship with me!
“Quick, return the beer bottle to me! Otherwise, I’m going to beat you up!
Make it fast! Damn it!”
Enraged, Rat started pushing at Samuel.
That scene stumped the onlookers around them.
“F*ck you! How dare you make a move against me!”
Even more surprising was the fact that Samuel snapped. In his towering
rage, he smashed the beer bottle on Rat’s head.
Following that, the entire bar plunged into an uproar.
Everyone had thought that Samuel had rushed over to back Rat up, never
having expected the man to teach the latter a lesson instead.
Bewilderment was written all over Rat’s face. His finger trembled violently
as he pointed at his sworn brother. “Y-You actually hit me?”
“I’m going to kill you if you continue running your mouth!” Fed up with that
idiotic man, Samuel hastily added furiously, “He’s Emmanuel Lowe, the
skilled fighter who defeated thirteen of my men that night!”