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Alyssa looked up into his eyes which burned with passion. She understood him well even without
exchanging words.
Alyssa, Jasper, and Xavier went to the top floor past a narrow corridor and stood in front of the door of
the innermost unit. Before they could knock, an old woman with a walking stick slowly made her way
down the stairs.
Upon seeing the trio in black suits, the old woman appeared triggered and started trembling. Tapping
her stick hard on the ground, she hissed, "H-How dare you show up at the Madisons' again?
"Do you think you can easily bully the poor single mother and her daughter, thinking they don't have
anyone to stand up for them? They said they would retract the lawsuit, so what more do you want? Do
you want them dead?"
Alyssa and Jasper exchanged glances, knowing that the Schmidts must have shown up to threaten
and harass the Madison family. They could imagine the snicker on the faces of those bullies from the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSchmidt family.
"No... Ma'am, please calm down. We're not the same as them! We're here to help," Xavier explained
while approaching the old woman, but she immediately waved her stick at him without bothering to
listen.
"Get lost! I've lived long enough, and I'm not afraid of your threats! I'll fight you!" bellowed the old
woman. "I watched Maggie grow up. What a nice and kind girl she is. She's like a granddaughter to me,
and I will not let any one of you bully her. Get lost now!"
She waved her stick again, and from the looks of it, she seemed ready for a showdown.
Xavier did not manage to dodge the attack in time. He was hit on the arm and grimaced in pain. When
the old woman waved her stick for the second time, Jasper hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed her
stick to stop her.
"Jasper! Don't hurt her!" Alyssa worriedly warned him.
Her heart was drumming wildly.
"Ma'am, we come in peace." Jasper slowly dropped his arms. With an earnest gaze, he explained
calmly, "We're here to help Ms. Madison. We're not the same group of people who visited her before
this.
Please trust us."
The old woman scrutinized the good-looking young man and the ravishing young lady standing beside
him. They looked like a match made in heaven, and more importantly, they seemed much kinder than
the group of hostile hooligans who had visited the Madisons.
In the middle of the confrontation, the door to the Madisons' creaked open. Alyssa, who stood closer to
the door, turned and stared into the face of Maggie's mom.
"Who... Who are you?" Gina Ricci stared at the visitors warily.
"Mrs. Madison, how are you?" Alyssa greeted Gina with a gentle and polite tone. "Don't be afraid.
We're not gangsters, and we're not from the Schmidt Group. We learned about Maggie's situation, and
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwe're here to seek justice for her."
"You're. You're seeking justice for Maggie?" The expression froze on Gina's pale face.
"Yes. We're ready to subject the culprit to the law. He must pay dearly for his actions," Alyssa declared
with a burning passion.
Gina was shocked by the sudden offer, but she found it difficult to let down her guard after days of
intimidation and fear inflicted on them by the Schmidt Group. "Who exactly are you?"
"My name is. Alyssa Taylor." Alyssa suddenly hesitated, not knowing how best to introduce herself.
No matter how she went about it, she felt she would only add to the pressure on poor Gina and
Maggie.
"Alyssa Taylor?" Gina's temples throbbed in anger. Her chest rose and fell. There was a gleam in her
eyes. "Are you the daughter of that Belbanks tycoon, the young lady who operated on David Schmidt's
leg?"
Alyssa's chest tightened in fear. "Mrs. Madison, I."
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