The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 86

“Alex, Ajax, are you lot stirring up trouble again?”

Suddenly, a slightly chubby middle-aged man walked over from a distance. He wore flip-flops and had a stick in his hand.

He quickly walked to Madelyn’s side and gave her a once-over. Then, he asked with concern, Kid… Did they do anything to you?”

Madelyn shook her head, “Nope.”

Meanwhile, Alex stood at the side with a look of disdain.

The man seemed to know Madelyn. He asked again, “Are you the girl Rosario brought back from the city? Mad… Mad something?

“Madelyn Jent.”

”

The man gasped and said, “Yes, yes, yes, Madelyn. When Rosario left earlier, she told me to look after you, but I was too busy and lost track of time. Don’t worry. With me around, these hooligans won’t dare to do anything to you.”

He continued, “I’m telling you, Alex. You’re a girl, can you act a bit more reserved? Why are you dressed up like this every day? And you guys! All you guys do is play truant! Hurry up and leave, or I’ll whoop your asses.”

Alex started smoking impatiently, “Hey, fatso. Why are you butting in when I’m talking to her? Mind your own business. You’re already this old, yet you’re still all hung up about some old hag. Tsk!”

you say? Say that again, and I’ll be sure

damn business, you damn bastard. Just

and glared

“Hey! You little rascal.”

Ajax, pack up the stuff. We’ll find

you

been thrown onto the ground. Then, the seven

left with their leader.

mister! If it weren’t for you, I might’ve gotten

it was nothing. No need to thank me. Rosario and I go way back. Remember, kid, don’t come here again in the future. This is their little gang’s haunt, so it’s

Madelyn nodded.

“Alright,” she said.

placed them into her canvas tote.

their journey, Madelyn learned that the house Rosario rented

the coast, Jeff Massey opened a restaurant and

so he did not make much money. He mainly relied on his rental income to

passed away when he was in his 30s, and

from earlier were locals. Due to the location’s remoteness, people rarely visited, and the government did not care about them at all. Consequently, the locals had low incomes, and most of them were poor, working-class foreigners. A majority of them were illiterate

to Happy Seafood

Jeff’s restaurant for lunch instead. There were six to seven dishes, and the table was full of seafood. There were also many customers in the