nche Capra was at her wits’ end when Francesca Jones suddenly drove up, and his timely appearance drew the attention of some of the builders, allowing nche Capra’s side to catch their breath.


    Otherwise they were really going to be cornered.


    The builders didn’t know Francesca Jones, but they knew he was nche Capra’s savior.


    They weren’t going to let nche Capra go so easily, not leaving a single gap for Francesca Jones to approach nche Capra.


    “Don’t think you’re going to take her so easily, we’re not letting her go until you give us a statement today.”


    Francesca Jones didn’t give a damn, he stepped right up and used brute force to push through the crowd and shield nche Capra in his arms.


    Not for nothing he grew up working out boxing, Francesca Jones thought to himself.


    The builders, intimidated by his strength, stepped back, but they weren’t about to let up.


    “You think you can win us alone?”


    It felt like it was going to be a brawl scene if this evolved any further.


    nche Capra didn’t have time to ask Francesca Jones how she knew she was being bullied here and ordered bluntly, “Get me out of here.”


    “Yes, sir.” Francesca Jones’s tone seemed lighthearted, mixed with inexplicable pleasure.


    nche Capra’s willingness to rely on him was a gift to him.


    As humble as Francesca Jones loved, it was enough that he was willing himself.


    As long as nche Capra had need of him …


    Francesca Jones quickly got into the car with nche Capra in his arms and motioned for his assistant to go around to the other side of the car as he closed the door and mmed on the gas, leaving the builders far behind.


    nche Capra and her assistant breathed a sigh of relief; they had thought they were going to be cut to pieces there.


    “Those guys had eyes like they wanted to eat people.” The assistant spat.


    nche Capra frowned as she was still trying to think of a response, “This is something we have to sort out before we can figure out who actually rolled up the funds.”


    Also, confidential information like this would have been told to the top brass in the first ce, so why would the builders know about it?


    Could it be that someone was deliberately stirring up trouble?


    Francesca Jones saw nche Capra’s worried face through the rearview mirror, and he didn’t like it when she wore that expression.


    “You might as well stop worrying so much, there will be a solution.”


    “Easy for you to say, where’s the solution?” nche Capra responded in a nonchnt manner, after saying that she regretted it and hung her head, “I’m sorry I was so mean to you when you were kind enough toe to my rescue.”


    “That’s okay.”


    He was used to it anyway.


    The assistant was curious about Francesca Jones and took advantage of the gap between nche Capra’s lowered head toe up and ask, “This gentleman is …”


    “My name is Francesca Jones, a friend of your President Capra.” Francesca Jones introduced herself so as not to embarrass nche Capra in front of her subordinates.


    Francesca Jones told nche Capra, “The easiest and most brutal way to do this is to gag the builders, all the participants in this project.”


    “Gag them how?”


    “I’ll put you in touch with your friends in the street?” It still wouldn’t be a problem to take care of so many of them.


    But it was strange that nche Capra would take that advice.


    She reached straight up and pinched Francesca Jones around the waist, hurting him so much that the steering wheel almost skidded, “It’s still a drive, so don’t make a scene.”


    “I should be the one to say that.” nche Capra was furious.


    Of course she knew Francesca Jones was joking, but right now she wasn’t in the mood for jokes.


    She had toe up with a proper solution to the problem.


    Had to!


    …


    Dropping her assistant off near the office, nche Capra was about to follow her out of the car when Francesca Jones stopped her.


    “What for ? I don’t have time now.” nche Capra was cold and unforgiving.


    Francesca Jones didn’t change her face, neither panicking nor trying to gloat, but his calm expression calmed nche Capra’s irritated mind.


    “I’m going to take you somewhere, juste with me.”


    nche Capra wouldn’t let it, and there was no way to break his grip.


    Exasperated, she said, “I’m already too busy just trying to deal withpany business, so why don’t you stop screwing with me at this point? We’ll talk about what’s going on another time.”


    When she finished, Francesca Jones still wouldn’t let go and intensified her efforts to help her put her unbuckled seatbelt back on.


    “I’m talking about ces that have to do with this, so that’s a yes for you, right?”


    “Really?” nche Capra questioned him.


    She was a ticking time bomb now, and if she found out he’d lied to her, nche Capra would blow up.


    “Really.” Francesca Jones had a sincere look on his face, he really did seem like a decent guy.


    nche Capra then closed the car door and followed him out.


    Neither of them said anything on the way.


    Francesca Jones knew that nche Capra was in a panic and consciously didn’t bother her, just handed her a bottle of mineral water, “Calm down.”


    “Thanks.” nche Capra took it.


    The further the car drove down, the more nche Capra felt something was wrong.


    Seeing arge green belt and neatly arranged vis, nche Capra finally realized what was wrong.


    “Isn’t this a high-ss residential area?”


    “Well, my house is almost here.” Francesca Jones made light of the situation, as if they’d discusseding here in the first ce.


    In reality, however, it was the other way around.


    nche Capra was so angry that she hit him, “It’s such a time for you toe and lie to me, do you have any conscience?!”


    Seeing that she was on the verge of tears, Francesca Jones knew that she was being a bit brash, but it was the only way to keep her out of the ident.


    “I’ll exin to you why I brought you here, you’ll find outter.”


    “What else would I know! Now that something so big has happened to thepany, I’m the president and I’m being a shrinking violet, do you think that’s decent?”


    nche Capra probably knew what Francesca Jones was trying to do-he was trying to protect her from a builder who got carried away in the heat of the moment.


    Like just now, if she didn’t break her face.


    Francesca Jones pulled into the garage and half-forcibly dragged her into his house.


    “Get me the first aid kit.” As soon as the door opened, Francesca Jones said to the housekeeper standing in the doorway.


    “Yes.”


    nche Capra’s forehead wasn’t badly injured and was now scabbed over, but to avoid infection, Francesca Jones still sterilized and then medicated her.


    “Hiss~” nche Capra cringed in pain, the medicine stimting the wound and clearing her ever-muddled head much more.Text content ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Francesca Jones simply sat on the coffee table, his heart aching as he watched her hurt over thepany.


    “We’ll talk to the foreman and also the mechanic when the storm has passed and give a reasonable exnation.”


    nche Capra shook her head, “You saw what it was like when you arrived on the scene, they couldn’t wait to eat me, how could they let this go.”


    “Besides, I really am to me for this, I should have been more careful and prudent.”


    The storm wouldn’t pass, it would only get bigger and bigger like a snowball.


    She couldn’t let this matter ruin the twenty-plus years of the Charlie Group’s hard work, as well as her sleepless efforts over the past few months, and it couldn’t go down the drain just because of that.


    Francesca Jones sighed helplessly, “You’re still a deadbeat.”


    He propped his hand behind his back but inadvertently pressed the power button on the TV remote, the TV screen lit up and nche Capra subconsciously squinted her eyes.


    Then, what caught her eye was a news channel broadcasting thetest midday news.


    “It’s reported that the Charlie Group has been swept away because of all the funds for the project, and the whereabouts of the perpetrators are still unknown, and the builders, in addition to being at the construction site, have also gone to the entrance of the Charlie Group’s headquarters to pull up a banner insisting on getting a statement from the president, nche Capra, and at the moment, the nche Capra president has not yet responded.”