Chapter 172


    “Step on the line again, and I’ll show you ways to die!”


    “You…”


    “Get out!” growled Cordelia.


    Yelena looked at her, dazed and afraid. Her gaze was still hostile, but she didn''t dare to make a fuss


    anymore.


    Linda, who came in at this time, caught what happened. Just looking at the mess on the floor was


    good enough an indicator of what had happened.


    Startled, she was worried that Cordelia would be at a disadvantage and darted over to shove


    Yelena away immediately.


    Yelena stumbled from the push and mmed herself against the corner of the table, breaking out in


    a cold sweat from the pain.


    “Linda Quimby, are you crazy!?” Yelena was hysterical. “How dare you shove me!?”


    “Yeah, so?” Linda defended Cordelia. “You’re here with these people to find fault with Cordelia,


    aren’t you?”


    “Hah, I’m here to bring her business!” Yelena rolled her eyes at her. “Ungrateful brats… You and


    Cordelia are the same, blind b*tches!”


    Linda found it too much of an effort to argue with her and went up to p her directly, making


    Yelena see stars. She actually wanted to tone the entire matter down after tucking Cordelia behind


    her, but Yelena was just this capable—she could bring out the fiercest type of rage deep within


    someone.


    Linda could not help wanting to berate Yelena, seeing thetter’s arrogance, but her brimming fury


    nked her mind out. She usually had a sharp tongue but was at a loss for words at this critical


    moment. Since words failed her, she might as well take action!


    Linda and Yelena got into a fight, pulling hair and grabbing clothes. Both of them were equally


    aggressive.


    Cordelia wanted to stop the fight but was unable to get in between them. The inside of the cafe


    turned so chaotic in an instant that the passersby stopped to take a peek.


    Nichs was often lurking at a hidden corner behind the shop to observe Zephyr these days. When


    he heard the fight''s sounds, he could not help being worried for Linda because he had seen her


    enter just now.


    As he stepped into the front and saw Linda aggressively taking the upper hand with Yelena


    disheveled from the fight, it was only then he realized that his worry was redundant.


    Nichs hacked a hard cough.


    His deep voice stood out amidst the screams of the women.


    The ce fell silent immediately.


    Nichs suddenly found the situation funny. Linda was feisty and bold and as violent as she used


    to be.


    “What… are you doing?” He entered, stering a straight face, and looked at Cordelia. “You’re


    shiftingnes to a fight club instead of a cafe now?”


    Cordelia took a deep breath and frowned. Things were already chaotic as they were. What was this


    guy doing here!? She forced herself to calm down, looked at Linda, and tidied her ruffled hair.


    Linda kept a scowl on. She met Nichs’ eyes, and the corners of her lips pulled into a sorrowful


    and self-deprecating smile.


    Nichs had two underlings with him. All three of them were tall and well-built—with an intimidating


    look, too—so they easily scared the women.


    Yelena suffered a huge loss. She was helped by others and was about to spew insults when she


    suddenly met Nichs’ dark and cold gaze. She was startled, and her mind went nk. Then, she


    quickly ducked her head to avoid his gaze.


    Nichs found it strange and quietly studied her.


    He chuckled and turned to Yelena. “Miss, you look like you’re injured quite badly. Should I send you


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