The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 880

Fred slipped a cigar from his pocket and lit it up. “A bad guy, you say? What makes him so bad?”

“He…” Mya hesitated, her lips parting for a single word before she changed her mind. “Look, we hardly know each other. I’d rather keep it to myself and handle it my way.”

A subtle softness crept into Fred’s otherwise intimidating face. “How can I help if you don’t share the details? If he’s done something awful, I can take care of him for you.”

Mya was still somewhat skeptical of him. She pursed her lips, uncertain whether to voice her concerns.

Perceiving Mya’s dilemma, Fred switched gears. “What’s your relationship with the person you’re concerned about?”

“Madelyn’s my best friend,” Mya blurted out. “But she’s miserable right now. That jerk has her all cooped up and won’t even let her step out of the house.”

Fred was intrigued. ‘Zach Jardin, who runs the whole of Ventropolis, was unable to control a woman? That’s interesting.’

Mya’s words piqued Fred’s curiosity. He wanted to see for himself what kind of woman Madelyn was.

Unaware, Mya found herself going along with Fred’s agenda. She nodded. “Yeah.”

“Tell me more. Maybe I can take him down a peg or two. No pressure, take your time to consider,” Fred

said.

her lips sealed. She thought, ‘Madelyn warned me that Fred isn’t any better. I should get

covered the table, all to Mya’s taste. As they began to eat,

hardly eaten anything. She had only snacked on some fried chicken and downed a couple of drinks, and now her stomach was beginning to protest

Ms. Harper,” said the waiter.

so uninhibited in his

should try this. It’s the best they offer. Almost as good as what Madelyn makes. Don’t just

I’ve been here many times before.” As she said that, she crammed more carne fritas into

thought, ‘This young lady’s not afraid of me in the slightest. Even the women who were most intimate with me in bed

but watching Mya’s hopeful eyes made it hard for anyone

food Mya offered, popped the food into his mouth, and

see? Told

Fred’s plate. “Try these, too.

again, a waiter arrived with her dessert and a bottle of wine for Fred. The waiter asked, “Would

bottle of

drinks, Fred topped off Mya’s glass himself.

one is mild. Give it a try,” said

never tried it before. With a touch of curiosity, she picked up the glass and said, “Alright, just this one for