A few large men standing with Jase had their backs to Yvette, toppling over the vegetable stand,

Their expressions were both fearful and peculiar.

They muttered. “Is this enough. Mr. Jase Chavez?” while looking at the old man’s face on the ground.

Jase ignored them, sneakily glancing at the security room instead

He wailed loudly in pain, as if afraid no one would hear.

Inside the security room, Yvette stood in place, observing the “scene” outside. She was unmoved.

Her face showed no extra expression.

Yusef was internally conflicted.

He thought. A girl, when seeing a situation like this, is supposed to be overwhelmed with a sense of justice and rush up to stop it, or she would be scared enough to hide.

Ms. Zeller just stands here watching, without reacting or showing any expression. What is she thinking?”

Yusef realized this wouldn’t work…

The sun was blazing. If Mr. Jase Chavez got heatstroke, it would be serious. He could only pretend to be scared and said cautiously to Yvette, “Ms. Zeller, if we let this continue, that old man might really be in danger. Why don’t we go out there and stop it?”

Yvette tilted her head, and her delicate brows showed a relaxed, rebellious charm as she lazily stared at him for a few seconds.

Her eyes lowered, the corners of her eyes captivating and beautiful.

“Ms. Zeller?” she said in a cool tone.

Yusef nodded without hesitation

His mind was completely focused on Jase, missing the hidden meaning in Yvette’s words.

Yvette withdrew her gaze and nodded. “Let’s go.”

With that, she stepped out of the security booth.

Yusef was still a bit stunned, thinking he’d have to work hard to convince her to go.

Surprisingly, she agreed easily. Yusef quickly followed her.

the road, the three ‘burly men’

faces were hard

performance, silently hoping the person their marshal was

on the ground, was almost 80, and under the blazing sun,

saw Yvette walk

giving him a reassuring

character, showcasing his acting skills. He tilted

poor old man, go. I will pay back the money my worthless grandson owes. Just give me some time. Otherwise, even if

mouths, and their fierce faces showed a hint of “fear” because Mr. Jase

In this way, we will lose our lives. Besides, “gentlemen” sound strange. For some reason, it felt really familiar, but

hulks. In a whisper, he said, “Keep acting,

burly men exchanged glances and had no choice but to continue their performance with

with a square face, pretended to

a distance, it seemed like he kicked, but he didn’t actually touch

the act even more convincing. Even he had to admire his own acting

seven feet away from them, still

force Yvette to

you guys beating up an old man in broad daylight? Don’t you have

and then looked towards the people ahead, especially Jase, who was lying on

lingered for a moment. There was a significant resemblance in their

her eyelids, and slowly curved her lips, with her hands in her

was indifferent. “Are you

men were baffled. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go

to be heroic. Then they just scared her a

three of them were a bit flustered

more muscular and

to interfere, girl? What happens between us is none of your concern. Do you want to play the hero? If you want

other two backed him up, and finally, the three of them had a little bit of

brushed the dust off

face, he wailed to Yveue.

be done. I’ll be indebted to

their

turned to Yusef behind her and said slowly, “Could you

“Ms. Zeller,

nodded and said,

then quickly said, “Alright, I’ll grab a chair

martial arts skills. He guessed she might be planning

personality. It was feisty

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