Facade of Love

Chapter 115 Does It Hurt to See Him Like This?

Suddenly, a dozen guys came barreling down the stairs, heading straight for Liam and Idris. I froze, my eyes wide as I watched the brawl unfold before me.

“Please stop fighting! Stop!” Moore’s voice pierced the air, her terror palpable as she cowered in the corner, too scared to move an inch.

I sprinted to Sweety’s side, shielding her with my b*dy, my eyes darting to the brawl unfolding before us. The Young brothers might have been silver–spoon kids, but they threw punches like street fighters, and with their black belts in Taekwondo, they held their own even when outnumbered.

However, Idris was at a disadvantage with his injured hand, and it showed.

The moment Idris floored a beefy guy, Noah whipped out a knife, lightning–fast, and lunged.

My heart stopped. “Watch out!” I yelled.

Idris, with reflexes like a cat, spun around at my shout. He caught Noah’s wrist and, with a fierce twist, snapped it. The knife clattered to the ground.

Without missing a beat, Idris’s leg whipped around in a spinning kick, landing a solid hit to Noah’s groin. Noah’s howl could have shattered glass, echoing off the mountains long after

cries still hung in the air, the cops swarmed in, guns drawn, barking orders, “Freeze! Down on the ground, hands

and I let out a long, shaky breath.

Jackson checked everyone was okay, then gave Liam and Idris a nod before his team hauled Noah

exhaled a weary

a whirlwind. After a quick thanks, I scooped Sweety into my arms, ready to get her the help she needed.

that said he would handle it. “I’ve got this,” he said,

behind them, not sparing a thought for Idris and

the ambulance that I let out a breath I did not realize I had been holding. Maxwell came over, gave me a once–over, and with a relieved smile, said, “That was close.

stared at him, my brain a beat too slow, and then it

shown up out of

head. “Nope, it wasn’t me. He rang me up, all worried about you. You were so desperate to find him earlier, so when he called, I filled him in on Sweety’s situation. He’s the one who told me to call the cops and to make sure they got here fast. He was worried it might be serious, so we got

could guess that Noah might be here, then of course Idris could too. His

and Idris as they stepped out

could wrap my head around Idris rushing

a few words with me, he headed back to the