Chapter 536


    When Yvette stuck her neck out cautiously, she noticed the guards from the Superb Household


    Forces had gone into hiding.


    Gunshots were intermittently heard, followed by a heart-rending scream.


    What spectacr marksmanship! The person didn''t even miss a shot!


    Yvette was rooted to the spot. Who was this person?


    She was in a bad condition. Her eyelids felt heavy, and she bit her lips to prevent herself from


    passing out.


    This was not a safe ce to stay. Every ounce of willpower went into trying to survive despite her


    injuries.


    With all the determination she could muster, she forced herself to stay alive.


    She wanted to find out who lent her a helping hand.


    The captain bellowed in anger, "Who is that? Show yourself! I''m the captain of Jordon family''s


    Superb Household Forces. I..."


    Six of his team members had died within minutes without a clue to who murdered them.


    This person was indeed a formidable opponent!


    They were certainly dealing with a professional sniper! It must be an assassin!


    Yvette even brought her helper... Did they fall into her trap?


    "Stop! I''m ...! Take cover!" The captain searched for a hideout in a rage.


    Another bullet fired and another guard copsed in a pool of blood, fear being the only emotion


    shing through his face at the veryst moments of his life.


    If nothing could be done, the entire squad would be annihted!


    The captain gnashed his teeth in frustration. What the f*ck! Despite so many of his men dying, he


    still had no clue to who was the sniper.


    "Retreat! All of you, retreat!"


    He spotted a good opportunity to escape. The rest followed as they were petrified witnessing the


    death of theirrades.


    Soon, there was no one left.


    Gunfire ceased and peace was restored.


    The night was suddenly deathly silent.


    A tall figure withrge blue eyes came out of hiding and strutted towards a car.


    It was ck Rose!


    She once swore that she would never be kind to anyone. Just when she was about to leave,


    something crossed her mind.


    What was it?


    It was Karen. Yvette was Chuck''s girlfriend, while Chuck was Karen''s son. She hesitated in the


    beginning, but eventually decided to save her.


    She wanted to return Karen a favor.


    It was merely a few shots that took her several minutes. Hence, she forced herself to get out of the


    car.


    "Was it you? Was it you who shot the guards?" Yvette asked in shock.


    ck Rose halted in her steps.


    Yvette was dumbfounded. It was actually ck Rose who rescued her.


    She staggered towards ck Rose in agony. It was really her.


    Why was she doing this?


    Yvette froze for a few seconds. ck Rose looked indifferent as she had more pressing matters to


    deal with.


    Yvette asked, her emotionsplicated, "Why did you save me?"


    They were constantly at each other''s throat and even fought with guns. However, Yvette often lost


    to ck Rose due to her inexperience.


    Previously, Karen punched her thrice. Yvette also witnessed ck Rose leaving the ce from her


    room.


    What on earth was going on here?


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    ck Rose stared at her and excused herself, "I have something to attend to." Before Yvette could


    finish thanking ck Rose, she copsed on the floor. The gunshot wounds, explosion and terrible


    blood loss took their toll on her.


    ck Rose frowned, ignoring her as she headed towards her car.


    She halted after a couple of steps and turned towards Yvette, sighing under her breath. She then


    walked over to pick her up and carried her into the car.


    The phone rang.


    "Hello ck Rose, you should be arriving soon, right?" An urgent voice was heard from the other


    side of the phone.


    "I am not going today."


    "Wait, but didn''t you just say..."


    "I said, I can''t make it today. See you tomorrow!" ck Rose replied indifferently.


    "Okay... You cane any time. Looking forward to seeing you," The caller felt intimidated and


    quickly hung up the phone.


    ck Rose drove Yvette back.


    She gave her a shot of painkiller, removed her bullet and dressed her wound.


    Yvette still hadn''t regained consciousness.


    ck Rose stared at Yvette coldly for a few seconds before muttering softly, "How on earth do you


    take care of your own woman?"


    She walked out and found Chuck''s number. She stared at it for seconds, feeling conflicted. This


    number belonged to the person who shared her pictures earlier on!


    He had seen her naked. Even though the pictures had been deleted, still...


    ck Rose sighed. No man had ever seen her body except for Chuck...


    Despite that, she decided to ring him up.


    She was too upied to take care of Yvette and had no choice but to let Chuck take over. Although


    she disliked taking care of people, this incident was an exception.


    At the present moment, she would no longer treat people withpassion.


    That day was her one and only exception.


    Chuck and his mother arrived at the party.


    "Let''s go inside," Karen stated.


    Chuck got out of the car. He was being informed that this was a business meeting with several


    merchants from the United States. Karen wanted Chuck to gain an insight on business operations.


    After all, he was her only heir to her multimillion-dor empire.


    She had to groom her sessor.


    She needed to let Chuck get in touch with these businessmen, be it the ordinary or top yers in


    the industry. Karen usually refrained from attending such gatherings, yet she made an exception to


    attend this meeting for the sake of her son. "Mother, can I tag along with you?" Chuck whispered.


    "Why?" Karen was perplexed. It was time Chuck learned to fend for his own.


    "I can''t speak the ent well," Chuck replied ashamedly.


    Chuck struggled in his studies and he wasn''t bothered to learn thenguage. When he was in his


    home country back then, Yvette tried to help him but it was in vain.


    "You must have cked off in school. Stop beingzy and start learning a couple of skills! You have


    to master at least tennguages!" Karen looked solemn.


    When Karen was in school, she was ranked number one in her ss. She was an all time high


    achiever.


    Chuck clearly did not inherit her intelligence.


    He was extremelyzy and unmotivated.


    "Tennguages? You must be kidding me." Chuck was stupefied.


    Karen scolded him, "Yes, you must! As you know, I have bought several small countries. You must


    first know theirnguages before you can manage them!"


    Chuck was astonished and could only say, "Mother, doesn''t that make me a prince?"


    "You are not a prince. There is no monarch in our country," Karen replied with a smile.


    "Can''t I just hire a personal interpreter?" Chuck pleaded. "No! Listen to me. There is no harm in


    picking up newnguages. You are never too old to learn."


    "Even so, mom, you know I''m not as intelligent as you are," Chuck eximed in frustration.


    "My silly child, dedication is more important than intelligence, do you understand?" Karenughed.


    She had built her business empire from scratch all on her own. She knew that her intelligence alone


    was not enough to achieve that. She had put in years of hard work to build a sessful business of


    this scale.


    "Noted, mother." Chuck nodded as he realized that he should put more effort in his studies.


    "Come on, stay beside me. I''ll be your trantor today." Karen led Chuck into the hotel.


    The hotel lobby was full of guests well dressed in tuxedos. It was indeed an important business


    meeting. Karen''s phone rang. She took a look at her phone and told Chuck, "I need to answer a


    call. There''s food over there. Help yourself to some desserts. Oh, but don''t drink, you need to drive


    later."


    "Alright," Chuck said obediently as he headed towards the buffet station.


    Karen walked to a quiet corner and received the call. It was Chuck''s father, Chadrick.


    "Why didn''t youe to see Chuck? He said he missed you," Karen told him.


    "I am in trouble. Could you please transfer me some money?"


    "Isn''t my card with you? There is three thousand dors in it..." "It''s not enough."


    "I''ll transfer some money to you right away."


    "Ok then, bye."


    "What''s the matter with you? Where are you Chadrick?" Karen heaved a great sigh. It was their


    child who came over to the United States.


    Chadrick sounded weird as he asked, "You never asked me about this. Why are you so concerned


    today?"


    "Well, forget about it. I''ll transfer you the money now. Bye." Karen hung up the phone, letting out a


    deep sigh. "Please don''t give me any trouble, Chadrick."