"Is it done? What''s taking so long? Get her out here now."


    Yvonne smirked coldly. So, there was a lookout.


    Furious, she yanked the door open and swung her hand,nding a sharp p across his face.


    When Kevin saw the door open, he assumed it was his bodyguard, April, bringing the woman out. He was just about to embrace his prize when the stinging p sent him reeling.


    "You bitch! Do you know who I am? How dare you hit me!" Kevin yelled, and his other bodyguards rushed forward.


    However, before any of them could even touch a hair on Yvonne''s head, Bet had taken them down, one by one, with a swift kick each.


    Seeing this, Kevin immediately changed his tune, his face contorting into a sycophantic smile. “A misunderstanding, Mr. Bet Thompson, it''s all a misunderstanding. My sister is Karina. We''re family."


    Bet''s gaze swept over him coldly before settling on Yvonne. "What happened?" he asked.


    "He had ill intentions. He tried to drug me," Yvonne stated inly.


    If she hadn''t been so alert and held her breath the moment the cloth touched her


    face, she would have been unconscious by now.


    "Are you okay?" Bet asked, his brow furrowed with concern.


    Yvonne shook her head, assuring him she was fine.


    Bet''s eyes scanned her from head to toe. Only when he was certain she was unharmed did his heart settle back into his chest.


    Then, his gaze shifted back to Kevin, turning instantly cial.


    "Mr. Bet Thompson," Kevin stammered, trembling under his intimidating stare. Before he could formte an excuse, Bet''s foot connected with his chest.


    Kevin was sent flying several feet back.


    He copsed on the floor, the pain in his chest so intense he couldn''t even


    get up


    After a few su


    struggles b?


    ghed up a mouthful of blood.


    "You must have a death wish," Bet said, casting onest cold nce at him


    before taking Yvonne''s hand and leading her away.


    Eventually, one of Kevin''s bodyguards managed to get up and call 911.


    Kevin was rushed to the hospital in an ambnce.


    Bet''s kick had been powerful but precise, avoiding any vital organs but still breaking two of Kevin''s ribs.


    The White family rushed to the hospital. Karina, upon hearing the news, hurried over as well.


    Keviny in his hospital bed, howling in pain and spewing curses.


    As he was their only, precious son, Mr. and Mrs. White were heartbroken and couldn''t help but me their daughter.


    "You''re supposed to be his family. That''s why his entire family treats you this way— without a son, you have no worth to them."


    Seeing her brother writhing in pain


    Karina''s heart ached, and tears


    welled up in her eyes. She couldn''t help but feel a surge of resentment toward Bet.


    He had injured her brother so badly, all over a woman.


    The White family stayed at the hospital all night. The next morning, an exhausted Karina finally returned home.


    Noah and their daughter were already awake, sitting at the dining table having breakfast.


    “Mommy,” the little girl called out, her eyes lighting up when she saw her mother. Noah looked up at her as well. “How''s Kevin?" he asked with concern.


    "Two broken ribs. He''ll have to stay in the hospital for a while,” Karina replied.


    Just two broken ribs. It wasn''t a light injury, but it wasn''t life-threatening either. Noah didn''t press further and casually remarked, "It might be good


    for your brother to be up in the hospital for a bit. It''ll keep him out of trouble, and you won''t have to keep cleaning up his messes."