Chapter 69 idental Kiss


    "Mr. Warren?" La and Macie were stunned to hear the way Farris addressed Horace.


    ''Fuck! My instincts were right. Something was different with Horace today. He had shown conspicuous


    traces of being more than what I used to think of him. For Mr. Rivera to hold him in high esteem, it only


    means that he''s a big shot,'' Macie thought to herself.


    She was shocked to the marrows at this time. Everything that happened today yed out in her mind.


    It dawned on her that the Rolls-Royce Phantom was not rented and that he used the coupons to hide


    his identity. ''My gosh! It wasn''t a coincidence at all! Horace is wealthy enough to afford everything. How


    Just as Macie was lost in thought, La got over the shock and put her head in the game. Saving


    Horace from the ws of those ferocious men was more important now than fathoming his identity. She


    took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Rivera, it''s me, La. Where are you? Horace is in grave danger


    now!"


    La couldn''t help crying. She was so worried about Horace and didn''t want more harm toe to him.


    It was at this moment that two of the vicious men caught up with La and Macie. They blocked their


    way. One of them said disdainfully, "Bitches, where do you think you are going? You should feel


    honored that Mr. Russell wants to have something to do with you. How dare you decline his


    advances?"


    The men cracked their fingers again and the crackling sound sent shivers down thedies'' spines.


    Farris, who was still on the phone, heard their voices. He roared, "Fuck you! If anyone dares to hurt Mr.


    Warren and the two youngdies, I, Farris Rivera, will pay you in a hundredfold!"


    The screeching sound of a car''s tires and the rumble of its engine came from the other end of the line.


    "Did I just hear you say Farris Rivera? Ha-ha! Quit putting up an act on the phone. What gives you the


    audacity to pretend to be such a powerful man? Don''t just stop there. You can also im to be Dario


    Russell!" One of Milo''s men sneered when he heard Farris''s warning from Horace''s phone.


    Meanwhile, things weren''t looking good for Horace. He was gasping for breath as he dodged the heavy


    blows and kicks. Milo looked at him and mocked him. "Hey, fool. Is that all you have gotten? Bring it on,


    dude!"


    Milo pointed at Horace and said to the beautiful women beside him, "Babes, did you hear that? This


    idiot imed that he has Farris''s phone number. As in, the Farris Rivera. Ha-ha! How can the most


    dangerous man in Rinas be acquainted with such a loser?"


    After a short pause, Milo sneered at Horace, "You idiot, since you im to be a powerful man, you must


    know my uncle then. I might get scared of you if you really know my uncle. Tell me, do you know him?


    Bah! You are from the trenches. There''s no way you would know my uncle. For your information, my


    uncle is the richest man in this city, Dario Russell. Ha-ha! That name rings a bell, right? You must be


    scared to death right now! How dare you pretend that you are acquainted with Farris? Anyway, you


    can''t do anything to me even if Farris is your backer. My uncle is wealthier than him. He has to treat me


    well out of respect for my uncle."


    The beautiful women chuckled with mockery after Milo finished speaking. They thought Horace had


    bitten off more than he could chew this time.


    "Dario Russell? I know him too!" Horace retorted boldly.


    "Ha-ha! Are my ears deceiving me or did this guy really say he knows my uncle? My, oh, my! You are


    such a big fool. The clothes on you are worth less than one hundred dors, but you im to know my


    uncle, the richest man in this city. Are you high on some cheap drugs? Or did you meet him in your


    dreams? That''s the only way you could have met him!" Miloughed condescendingly as he pointed at


    Horace.


    ''Milo is a nephew of the richest man in Rinas! What a shame!'' Horace thought.


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    He had been dodging the men''s attack for quite some time now. Thus, his strength was running low at


    this time. His body was so weak and his legs felt wobbly.


    A muffled sound suddenly rang out. One of the vicious men had hit Horace''s chest with his heavy fist.


    Horace staggered back and crashed to the floor.


    "Horace!" La shouted at the top of her lungs. She had been watching him all along, so she was


    shocked when he was dealt a heavy blow. She broke free from Macie''s hold and ran towards him.


    A wave of anger flickered in Macie''s heart as she watched the scene. She looked at La who had run


    back. Then, she red at the sophisticated women standing beside Milo. She cursed them out in her


    heart, ''Aargh! Those bitches insulted me socently just now. I can''t let them go scot-free. They


    must suffer great pain today. Now that Horace is a big shot, I will encourage him to make their lives


    miserable. I have to go all out to vent my anger!''


    Macie''s previous instinct was to run away, but on second thought, she ran back with La.


    The return of the youngdies took the two men by surprise. They had expected them to run away.


    Since La and Macie had practically surrendered themselves, the men grinned and walked behind


    them.


    Now that all their targets were in one ce, the men felt that there was no point rushing to catch them.


    Capturing them would be a piece of cake.


    The vicious man who had punched Horace in the chest looked at him disdainfully and queried, "Have


    you given up? Why don''t you continue dodging my blows? I thought you were skilled. Aren''t you a


    powerful man? Come on, show me what you''ve gotten!"


    The man gave Horace a heavy kick after speaking.


    Horace had just gotten up at this time, but he soon crashed to the floor again with a thud.


    "Ha-ha!" Milo burst intoughter as he looked at Horace on the floor. He was behaving as if he were


    the one that dealt with him just now.


    With acent smirk, he waved at those gorgeous women beside him and said, "Kicking this guy


    must feel so good. Let''s go and have a try!"


    Then Milo led the women to where Horace was lying.


    "Hey, boy, Mr. Russell wants to vent his anger by kicking you. To prevent you from hurting him or doing


    anything stupid, I''ll cripple all your limbs first!" The man who kicked Horace stared at him coldly. He


    clenched his fist and was about to punch his arm.


    It was obvious that Horace''s arm would be destroyed if he received that punch.


    "No!" La screamed and fell on Horace''s body to block the vicious man''s punch without thinking twice.


    "No!" Horace yelled after she protected him with her body. Before it was toote, he made a quick


    move.


    A thud was heard the next second. The punch didn''tnd on La but Horace.


    The move Horace had made on the spur of the moment caused La to be under him. He had taken


    the punch on his back. His body was thin and weak, but his bones were strong enough to withstand the


    punch. However, it pushed him forward and his body pressed against La''s.


    He identally kissed her lips hard.


    "Bang!"


    A loud noise filled the building all of a sudden. The ss of the mall was smashed into smithereens by


    a Rolls-Royce Phantom.


    The car drove straight to where Horace was.