Chapter 1297


    "Mr. Bard''s honor and integrity are an inspiration. You, on the other hand, have betrayed the trust


    bestowed upon you and attempted to harm Mr. Darren. Today, I''ll bring you before him for justice."


    "I''d like to see you try!"


    A brawl broke out between the two sides. Suddenly, lightning shed and thunder roared, followed by a


    downpour. The skylight''s ss was broken, allowing the rain to fall into the small living room, making


    the floor even more slippery.


    One of the henchmen pulled out a knife, aiming for Cornell. Arabe kicked a wooden stool at him,


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    hitting him square in the face.


    Another tried to take Cornell''s life by throwing a switchde like a dart. Arabe quickly pulled Cornell


    aside, and the knife embedded itself in the wall, exactly where Cornell was crouching moments ago.


    Cornell was drenched in cold sweat. Arabe shoved him into the corner and found herself surrounded


    by henchmen. Cornell grew anxious as the fight seemed to be in a deadlock.


    The henchmen drew their switchdes, aiming for Arabe.


    Gordon, who was intent on capturing Mr. Elliot, was shed in the arm by him. As Gordon clutched his


    wound, he noticed two men taking advantage of Arabe''s distraction. They raised their knives, ready


    to strike.


    In the blink of an eye, Gordon charged at them, kicking one away and using his back to shield Arabe


    from the other.


    The sound of the de slicing through Gordon''s back reached Arabe''s ears. At the same moment,


    the door was kicked open, and a flood of men dressed in ck swarmed in.


    They swiftly split into two lines. A man stood at the entrance, exuding an aura of icy superiority. An


    assistant held an umbre for him. When he saw Gordon injured while protecting Arabe, his gaze


    darkened.


    Gordon didn''t recognize the man, but Mr. Elliot did. He panicked. Howe Romeo had shown up


    personally?


    Since when did he meddle in such trifles?


    Could it be that the Griffith family had Romeo''s backing?


    They were in deep trouble now.


    The men Romeo brought were clearly superior inbat skills. With their superior numbers, they


    effortlessly apprehended Mr. Elliot and his men.


    Arabe was about to step forward when Gordon grabbed her. "Ms. Be, we''re still not sure if they''re


    friend or foe. It''s better to be cautious."


    Arabe noticed Gordon''s lips were turning pale. His back was soaked in blood. She took out a small


    vial of medicine from her pocket. "Stay still. I''ll stop the bleeding."


    Romeo stepped forward. "I''ll do it."


    Arabe handed him the medicine, sensing his intentions. “What are you doing here? Who told you I


    was here?"


    Upon hearing this, Gordon realized that they knew each other. And it seemed that they were quite


    familiar.


    "I found out.” Romeo poured the powdered medicine onto Gordon''s wound. Gordon winced in pain.


    This man seemed to harbor some hostility towards him.


    That was when Arabe made the connection. Could it be Jack who had informed Romeo?


    That guy had started to treat Romeo as one of their own, reporting everything to him.


    He was bypassing her, the boss.


    "It seems he needs to be taught a lesson." Arabe was nning to deal with Jack when she got back.


    She had been too nice to himtely, so nice that he had lost his bearings.


    “Aren''t you happy that I''m here?" Romeo asked.


    "I could handle this small matter on my own." Arabe didn''t want to involve Romeo and his men. It


    was probably Jack who had leaked the information, fearing she couldn''t handle it herself.


    "Ms. Be, Mr. Romeo has been missing you. He talked about you countless times back home, and on


    the ne too. On our way here, he was worried about your safety and even asked us to speed up."