Chapter 325 – Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family

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The foreign guy leading the pack was tall and intimidating. His golden hair was tied up in a braid at the back of his head, and he wore a mask. “I’m just here for the girl in the car,” he said, “nd offense meant earlier, my bad.”

“What do you want with the girl?” Carl couldn’t help but ask, looking at the twenty or so guys. “Who sent you?”

“Sorry, we can’t say.” A few guys pulled out weapons, pointing them at Carl.

Romeo stood there, a small smile on his face. “So all these guys are here to snatch my fiancee? Do you think so little of me? Just this many guys to snatch my fiancee?” A hint of murderous intent flashed in the foreign guy’s eyes.

“Give you guys some time to call for backup.” Romeo casually glanced at his watch. “Five minutes enough?”

The foreign guy was completely provoked. “Don’t think just because you’re Romeo, I won’t dare to touch you!”

Just now, he was being respectful to Romeo, letting him and his assistant leave, but he just had to push it. He’s practically begging for it!

“This city is his turf, no need to cross him, we just want the girl.” someone whispered into the foreign guy’s ear.

The guy cursed under his breath, glaring at Romeo. “Hand over the girl, and I might just spare you.”

“Oh? Isn’t the girl with you?” Romeo gestured behind him.

Before the foreign guy could even turn around, a knife was already at his throat. Mirabella smiled slightly, “I heard you were looking for me?”

The foreign guy just couldn’t believe it. A girl managed to get so close without him noticing. And his goons didn’t even notice her approaching!

Just who was she?

No wonder the bounty was so high.

Turned out, she wasn’t easy to catch.

“You let him go!”

“Don’t touch our boss.”

“Put down your knife.”

Mirabella, paying no mind to their words, simply slashed the foreign guy’s throat.

“Who sent you?” Mirabella raised an eyebrow, looking seriously stunning.

The foreign guy didn’t think she’d actually do it. He tried to cover his throat, but Mirabella’s knife was already inches closer.

He was scared now. “I, I don’t know who. I took the job from the Bounty Forum

Bounty Forum, huh.

What a coincidence. She also had an account there. But this must’ve been a new job. If it were posted a few days ago, her guys would’ve noticed.

Just then, a dozen black cars surrounded the place. Romeo’s bodyguards had arrived.

The foreign guy knew he’d been had and was about to pop a cyanide pill, but Mirabella beat him to it, knocking him out cold.

“Bella, leave the rest to them.” Romeo gestured her over.

Mirabella handed the guy over to Carl. The rest were quickly subdued by Romeo’s bodyguards.

Mirabella wiped her hands with a disinfectant wipe in the car. Suddenly, she was lifted up and smacked on the butt.

Romeo asked, “Who told you to get out of the car? I can’t believe you’d be so bold, sneaking up on these guys. What if they found you?”

Mirabella retorted, “How could they find me? I can’t believe you actually hit me, and you hit me?”

Romeo’s expression turned serious. “Do you have any idea how dangerous that was just now? I told you I would handle this. Don’t you trust me?”

Mirabella said, “It’s not that I don’t trust you.”

It’s just that when those guys were denting the car door earlier, they almost hit him.

Mirabella just wanted to help him blow off some steam.

“Why on earth?” Romeo held her tightly, staring into her eyes, “Are you worried about me? Trying to stand up for me? Alright, I can tie that guy up in front of you for you to vent, but you can’t be like just now.”

Mirabella thought he was talking too much, and it was giving her a headache. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

Romeo was stunned by her action, and he was kissed for a while before hearing her say, “You’ve got a violent streak.”

Romeo looked perplexed.

Just a light hit, and he’s accused of being violent?

Mirabella, “If you hit me again, you can kiss our intimacy goodbye.” Mirabella had never been hit before, especially not in front of so many people. It was so embarrassing.

“I’m just worried about you.” Romeo looked into her eyes, his heart softening, “Does it hurt?”

Mirabella, “Hurt liked hell.”

“Let me see.” Romeo carried her into the car, trying to lift her skirt.

Mirabella, “What are you doing?”

Romeo, “I’m checking if there’s any swelling.”

Carl, having finished his business, was about to get in the car when he saw Romeo trying to lift Mirabella’s skirt.

Should he be seeing this?

Romeo saw him coming, his eyes a bit annoyed, “You have perfect timing.”

Carl, “I, I will just.” Carl was about to turn around.

Mirabella, “Çarl, take me back to school.”

“Uh?” Carl looked at Mirabella, then at Romeo. Were they mad?

“I was too hasty just now, and I didn’t mean to hit you. You’re not concerned about your own safety.” Romeo held her face, speaking gently, “Why don’t you hit me back?”

Mirabella didn’t respond, seemingly ignoring him on purpose.

Romeo, “Carl, if you see a fruit stand on the way, stop and buy me a durian.”

“Huh?” Carl was completely baffled. Was Romeo going to buy a durian?

“Is durian okay?” Romeo was still asking her, “Or do you prefer a cactus?” both of them would hurt if used to hit someone.

Mirabella couldn’t help but crack a tiny smile.

“You finally smiled.” Romeo sighed in relief, his lips curling up as well, “I’m most scared when you’re angry.”

She was the only person in the world who dared to give him the cold shoulder.

Mirabella, “Who told you to lay your hands on me.”

Romeo, “It was my hand acting on its own. I had nothing to do with it.”

Mirabella was speechless.

Romeo, “I’ll control it better next time. I won’t hit you again.”

Romeo, “And it wasn’t a hit just now. Can you not do such dangerous things next time? Romeo still comforted her, “Mirabella, when I saw you run behind him, I was really worried.”

Carlthought he was threatened by so many weapons just now, but he didn’t see Romeo worry about him.

“Well.” Romeo hesitated, observing her expression, and asked cautiously, “Since it was the first offense, can the punishment be canceled?”

Mirabella had said that if he hit her again, he could forget about their intimacy.

Mirabella snapped back to reality, a small smile on her lips, “Depended on your behavior.”

“What kind of behavior will satisfy you? Should I be gentle instead if I can’t use physical force to solve problems?”

Mirabella didn’t expect Romeo to start making a move again, and she raised her eyebrows, “Try misbehaving again, see what happens.”

Romeo immediately behaved himself.

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