Chapter 1331 Money Or Life


    As they realized that the sizeablepensation they were on the verge of receiving was slipping


    away, the burly men grew bolder and disregarded their prior fear of the bodyguards. Their voices


    rose to maximum volume as they yelled defiantly.


    "An eye for an eye! If you won''t give us money, then give us your life aspensation!"


    "You evil woman! You''re taking human lives just because you have power and money. God won''t let


    you get away with it! You''ll pay for it soon enough!"


    "You wretched woman! You''re dead!"


    Desperate and enraged, the muscle-bound men charged at J, intending to attack her.


    Brandon''s bodyguards, however, who were all well -trained inbat, swiftly subdued them before


    they could even take a step forward.


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    As the belligerent, brawny men had beenpletely overpowered by the bodyguards, they


    resolved not to attempt any more aggression. Instead, they continued to hurl insults at J, using


    derogatory terms such as "murderer" and "bitch", causing a lot ofmotion.


    They had initially underestimated J, assuming that as a vulnerable woman, she would be easily


    intimidated and manipted. To their surprise, however, she disyed unwavering resolve and


    stood her ground, backed by strong, formidable bodyguards who made it impossible for them to


    extort her.


    It was surprising that the media reporters outside the room didn''t react to themotion inside.


    Their absence thwarted the burly men''s ns, as


    they had been relying on them to provide some leverage in sessfully putting pressure on J.


    The unruly behavior of these men infuriated J, and her face became flush with anger. Since


    they had made it clear that civil conversation was not an option, she decided to adopt a more


    assertive stance and not show any mercy in dealing with them.


    Without any hesitation, J motioned to the bodyguards and ordered them to pin the men down to


    the table and gag them with pieces of cloth.


    Despite their attempts to resist, the burly men found that they were no match for the highly-skilled


    bodyguards. Their feeble efforts were quickly subdued, leaving them immobilized with nothing to do


    but whimper. Their eyes kept darting towards Suzanne, as though they were quietly pleading to her


    toe to their aid.


    Upon tracing their gaze, J shifted her attention to Suzanne and enquired, "Miss Duncan, do you


    happen to know these gentlemen?"


    A startled expression immediately appeared on Suzanne''s face as she maintained her innocence


    and shook her head. "Besides bringing them from their hometown to Barnes, I haven''t had much


    contact with them."


    With aposed demeanor, J turned her attention away from her. Despite the suspicions she


    had about Suzanne, she had no solid evidence to implicate her, and therefore couldn''t take any


    immediate action against her.


    The elderly couple, who had never been in such a situation before, trembled with fear. Their old,


    weathered faces, which had seen their fair share of hardship, were now filled with terror, appearing


    as though they would faint at any moment due to their intense fear.


    Right at the moment that J was about to say something to calm them down, one of the men


    struggled and managed to spit out the cloth, yelling


    frantically, "Murder! J White is going to kill us too! Help!"


    Brandon''s piercing ck gaze narrowed, with his sharp eyes fixed squarely on the screaming man.


    In a very threatening tone, he asked, "Do you want to die?"


    Initially, the man had nned on continuing to yell to attract the attention of the reporters outside.


    However, at the sight of Brandon''s menacing re, he became so frightened that he quickly shut


    his mouth, choosing to remain silent.


    Right at that moment, Sean entered the room from outside and informed Brandon, "All the reporters


    outside have been sent away, Mr. Larson."


    Brandon nodded in acknowledgement and turned his gaze back to the burly men, who had now


    grown frustrated. A cold, mocking smile appeared on his lips as he taunted them, "Keep yelling if


    you want. There are no reporters outside. Let''s see who''lle to your rescue."


    The men finally stopped struggling and hung their heads low in a state of fear and anxiety.


    The reason they had been so bold and arrogant was that they had been relying on the presence of


    the reporters outside to prevent J and Brandon from doing anything to them.


    Now that the reporters had left, they had lost their supposed safety, leaving them to confront the


    chilling reality of facing Brandon alone. It was then that they finally understood what true fear was.


    Paying no attention to the brawny men, J poured two sses of water and crouched down to


    hand them to the elderly couple.