Chapter 239: I won’t let you get away with this

Chapter 239: I won’t let you get away with this

Chapter 239: I won’t let you get away with this

Mia stood on a small mound, watching the scene unfold from a distance. After a moment, she seemed to have an idea, confidently placing her hands on her hips.

“Actually, even though the people in the gang can’t openly...”

She tapped her cute chin, closing her eyes slightly as she analyzed the current situation.

Mia was full of confidence, and her assessment of the situation was spot on. But Ryan didn’t give her a chance to show off. The moment he heard a scream, he left Mia behind without a second thought.

“Hey! At least let me finish!”

She barely felt a gust of wind as Ryan disappeared from her sight.

Watching Ryan run off toward the source of the noise, Mia pouted. His eagerness left her feeling a bit annoyed.

But she was somewhat used to it by now. Whenever something involved Alice, Ryan would get all worked up, as if he were the one in danger.

However, this time, it wasn’t Alice who was in trouble—it was those troublemakers from earlier.

“Seriously, can’t you just let me finish talking for once...”

Mia sighed deeply, feeling a bit helpless. She jumped down from the mound and ran in the direction Ryan had gone.

When Ryan reached the entrance of the construction site, the scene before him caught him off guard. He had expected a clash between the workers and the people on-site, but it was much worse.

A group of rough-looking men were driving the workers away. The man who had been leading the workers earlier was now on the ground, scrambling backward on all fours, looking utterly defeated.

“Didn’t you want money? Come on, take it!”

“No, no, no, it’s all a misunderstanding! I don’t want it anymore!”

The man had never seen anything like this before. His tough-guy act was just that—an act. But these guys? They were the real deal.

The workers scattered in all directions, screaming, with few even thinking of fighting back.

The protest they had organized was completely crushed by the violence, like a house of cards blown away by the wind.

But a few of them turned around and started recording with their phones. Ryan was momentarily confused, unsure of what was happening.

Were the workers planning to attack Miss Alice, and then she called in the gang to deal with them?

But wouldn’t that just make things worse? If Miss Alice wanted to clean up the gang’s image through financial means, she couldn’t afford any bad press.

Miss Alice was smart—she wouldn’t do something so reckless. Besides, Ryan didn’t recognize any of these people.

They didn’t seem like Miss Alice’s crew.

The demeanor of the people working under someone often reflects their leader.

Alice had always been a graceful yet strong presence, and most of her people were the type who wore suits but could still be intimidating.

“Hey! Stop recording!”

Mia, like a firefighter rushing to put out a blaze, dashed toward the workers. The rest of Miss Alice’s people quickly caught on and moved to stop the filming.

“I asked, did Marco send you?”

Ryan was grateful to Mia, but he couldn’t just stand by and do nothing.

Alice wouldn’t send people to do something so reckless, and Marco wasn’t the type to help Alice out of the goodness of his heart. If he sent people here, it could only be with malicious intent.

If footage of the beatings got out and ended up online or in the media, the damage to Alice’s reputation would be far worse than a simple worker strike.

“No, Marco who? We don’t know any Marco.”

But the men insisted they didn’t know Marco, their expressions defiant, as if daring Ryan to do his worst.

If Mia hadn’t recognized them, Ryan might have had a hard time figuring out the truth.

As the situation spiraled further out of control, Ryan’s unease grew. Meanwhile, Mia had already confiscated three phones, offering $2,000 each as compensation—a tactic that seemed to work.

The bodyguards, however, were clearly out of their depth, only managing to stop the workers from recording any further.

Ryan gritted his teeth. He had gotten crucial information from Mia, and even if he confronted the troublemakers, he had a good chance of coming out on top.

If things had just gone smoothly, Ryan was confident he could have handled the situation without any major issues.

But, as always, the real problem came from within. Just when things seemed to be going well, someone would always pop up to make life difficult for Alice.

It didn’t have to be this way.

A deep, indescribable anger welled up inside Ryan. He clenched his fists so tightly that he could hear his knuckles cracking.

If he were in Alice’s shoes, he doubted he could stay calm. There’s only so much one person can take.

But the people targeting Alice never seemed to tire, and they didn’t bother hiding their intentions. Their goal was always simple: to destroy Alice.

Ryan thought back to what he had seen in Alice’s room—the photo of a young girl with a bright, innocent smile. It was such a beautiful smile, but now it was gone.

She had endured too much. How could she still smile like that?

Ryan still didn’t fully understand why Alice had such high regard for him, but at this moment, he felt a deep connection between them.

He had to protect Alice. He had to see that smile again.

“I won’t let you get away with this.”

Ryan glared at the troublemakers, his anger palpable. Even the man on the ground could feel the hostility radiating from him.

Ryan had never been in a fight before, but now his right hand clenched into a fist, and he swung it toward the face of one of Marco’s men. Calm? He couldn’t stay calm anymore. To hell with it.