Chapter 398


    "Cecilia, fancy somete night grub? It''s on me."


    Cecilia, not missing a step, continued to stride towards his car, responding, "After all the snacks I''ve


    had at the theater, I don''t think I can stomach another bite."


    Owen fell silent for a moment. He''d slipped up by providing too many treats.


    "Guess it''ste. Let''s head home."


    Cecilia stood by his car, looking back at him.


    "Alright."


    Owen approached, unlocking the car, courteously opening the door for her. Once she was in, he


    shut the door, circled around the car and got in himself.


    ncing at her for a moment, he asked, "Did you enjoy the movie tonight?"


    "It would''ve been better if you hadn''t been all over me."


    Owen looked genuinely apologetic. "I was really scared, didn''t expect the movie to be that


    terrifying."


    Cecilia scoffed inwardly: Yeah, right. You''re such a bad boy!


    "Next time, let''s watch something different."


    No more horror movies. Something romantic, something sweet.


    Cecilia didn''t respond.


    Owen started the car, driving her home.


    As they approached her home, a narrowne, Cecilia asked him to stop.


    "It''s too narrow for you to turn around easily. Just drop me off here, I can walk the rest of the way."


    Owen peered down the dimly lit alley, faintly lit by a few streetmps. His eyes flickered with worry,


    "It''ste, don''t you think it''s dangerous for you to walk alone? What if you run into a drunkard or a


    pervert?"


    Cecilia had already exited the car.


    "People who live here are all old friends. We''ve known each other for decades. There''s no danger."


    "You should head home, goodnight."


    Cecilia waved him goodnight and disappeared into the alley under his watchful gaze.


    Owen got out of the car and followed silently.


    Cecilia noticed but didn''tment. She even gave him a few points in her mind.


    Ever since he''d left Ruby, his positive attributes seemed to be increasing.


    In truth, he''d always had many positive traits but they had all been directed towards Ruby.


    Old neighborhoods like this one, even with streetlights, were dimly lit. Some of the lights were even


    broken, no one had bothered to rece them.


    The areas without light were particrly dark.


    As Cecilia walked into the darkest part of thene, she suddenly noticed a shadow darting towards


    her.


    The shadow wasing at her and instinctively, she dodged the glinting object in its hand.


    It was a knife!


    "A robbery."


    She heard a low voice.


    Immediately, the figure lunged at her again.


    Cecilia didn''t think twice, she shot her foot out to kick the robber, but he swung the knife at her leg.


    "Cecilia, watch out!"


    Owen, who had been following behind, rushed forward.


    His shout distracted the robber, causing him to miss Cecilia''s leg, giving her the chance to pull back.


    Suddenly, another shadow darted out, revealing a second robber.


    Two robbers, both with weapons.


    "Cecilia."


    Owen rushed forward, standing in front of Cecilia. As the robbers lunged at them with their knives,


    he sprung into action, effortlessly repelling them. In the scuffle, he was nicked by one of the robber''s


    des.


    He bit back the pain, disarming the robbers before they could react. Realizing they were


    outmatched, the robbers fled into the darkness, disappearing without a trace.


    Owen made to follow them but was stopped by Cecilia.


    "Don''t chase after them, it''s too dark. If they have other aplices, you might fall into a trap."


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    Owing to the darkness, Cecilia hadn''t noticed Owen''s injury.


    All she saw was Owen''s exceptionalbat skills. He''d disarmed the robbers and chased them off


    in no time. Without Owen, she would''ve been able to fend them off but it would''ve been much more


    difficult.


    "I swear your mouth is cursed. I''ve been walking this path at night for years and nothing''s ever


    happened. But the moment you mention danger, I get mugged."


    Cecilia grumbled, retrieving her phone and using the shlight to locate the discarded des.


    She moved closer, picking up the two knives, only to realize that one was a toy.


    She sighed.


    Yet, in such a situation, who could''ve told the difference?


    There seemed to be blood on the real knife.


    Cecilia shone her shlight on it, even touching the de. It was indeed blood.


    She tossed the knife away, quickly spinning around and rushing back to Owen. "Are you hurt?


    Where?"


    She scanned him with her shlight, the beamnding on his right arm where a wound was


    bleeding.


    "It''s nothing, just a scratch from their knife. It''s a superficial wound."


    "Let''s go to my ce first. I have some first aid supplies. Once we''ve stopped the bleeding, we can


    head to the hospital."


    Cecilia tugged him along.


    Fortunately, her home was nearby.


    They quickly arrived at the Yates'' residence.


    The Yates were already asleep.


    Cecilia found the family''s first aid kit, using the disinfectant, hemostatic agent, and bandage to treat


    his wound.


    "Cecilia, what''s going on?"


    Devon, who''d been sleeping lightly, woke up at the noise. He came out of his room to find his


    granddaughter treating Owen''s wound. He walked over, concern evident in his voice.


    "Owen, who did you get into a fight with at this hour?"


    "Grandpa, I was attacked by robbers. Mr. Martinez helped me fend them off but he got a little hurt in


    the process. I''ve performed some basic first aid but we need to go to the hospital."


    As she exined, Cecilia got up to fetch her brother''s car keys.


    "Cecilia, use my car."


    Owen reminded her.


    His car was still parked outside.


    Hearing about the robbery, Devon asked anxiously, "Cecilia, are you alright? Were you robbed?


    How did this happen?"


    "I''m fine. Several of the streetlights are broken and no one''s reced them. It''s quite dark, so it''s


    not surprising that it would attract criminals."


    Cecilia hadn''t given it much thought.


    Owen was feeling a little guilty.


    He''d orchestrated the whole thing in an attempt to y the hero and change the Yates family''s


    perception of him.


    If Cecilia ever found out...


    No!


    He''d rather drop dead than spill the beans, unless his enemy blew his cover.


    Stefan, he wouldn''t, would he?


    Owen was a tad unsure. He figured he''d have to catch up with Stefan when he had a moment,


    make him swear to secrecy.


    Sigh, having an enemy who knew him inside out was a real pain in the neck.


    But then, a thought struck Owen and he eased up. The very person who dished out his dirty tricks


    was Stefan.


    If Stefan dared to spill the beans, he''d run to Lucinda and tattle. It would be a lose-lose situation.


    Humph!