Chapter 617
Chapter 617:
Suddenly, he heard noises from a nearby alley—sounds that suggested a fight. He quickly headed toward the commotion.
Indeed, Austin found Yelena surrounded by several men. Remarkably, she appeared unharmed while the men showed signs of having been in a scuffle.
“Sorry for making you wait so long,” Austin apologized to Yelena.
Upon his arrival, Yelena frowned slightly.
“Leave quickly,” she urged him.
It wasn’t that she feared for Austin’s safety; she simply believed her problems didn’t require his involvement.
Austin’s expression hardened. “I can’t just walk away when I see you’re in danger.” He then removed his suit jacket and tossed it onto the ground with a casual flourish.
Yelena raised her eyebrows. The suit was custom-made, worth a small fortune, yet he discarded it so carelessly. Now, in merely a white shirt that hugged his muscular frame, Austin exuded an intense, almost primal charisma.
“Watch out!” he warned in a low tone.
Yelena snapped back to attention just in time to dodge a punch aimed at her. Having Austin around wasn’t wise at all—his presence was distracting.
But then again, who wouldn’t be distracted by such a striking figure?
She quickly ducked, evaded the blow, and countered with a swift kick, sending the attacker to the ground before he even realized what had happened.
“Damn it p>
The attackers knew Yelena was formidable, but the lure of money had drawn them into this ill-fated confrontation. They pressed on, only to be beaten down again.
Austin joined the fray, his power evident as he delivered a punch to one man’s stomach, sending him sprawling to the ground with a heavy thud.
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Together, Yelena and Austin swiftly overcame their assailants, who then fled in panic.
With a cool demeanor, Yelena reached out and grabbed one of the fleeing men by the collar. Her gaze was as sharp as a blade, cutting through the air.
“Who sent you p>
“It was… the Prescott family p>
The Prescott family?
It was Madonna again. Just the previous evening, Madonna had orchestrated a disturbance at the noodle stand. Now, she was at it again.
If that was indeed the case, Yelena wouldn’t show any mercy.
Austin mentally noted the Prescott family’s involvement. If they enjoyed stirring trouble, then…
“Get lost!” Yelena loosened her grip, and the man quickly scurried away.
Austin turned to Yelena and asked, “Aren’t you going to call the police p>
Yelena shook her head. “No. It would only spoil the fun if I involved the police p>
Understanding her stance, Austin nodded, and they exchanged a knowing smile.
Yelena then said, “I have plans with my family today. Next time, I’ll treat you to dinner p>
Though she hadn’t explicitly stated it, Yelena felt indebted to him for his help and wanted to reciprocate.
Austin’s smile broadened, his eyes reflecting anticipation. “Sure p>
After Yelena departed, Austin’s smile faded, and his expression turned stern.
He pulled out his phone and dialed John. “I need you to do something for me p>
John had been grappling with jet lag after a business trip but perked up at Austin’s words. “What is it? Does it involve Yelena p>
When Yelena arrived at Coastal Port, her family was gathered, waiting for her. Seeing her come in alone, Cayson felt a wave of relief wash over him. It was a clear sign—Yelena hadn’t agreed to date Austin.