Chapter 86 The Kashi Family Business No Longer Necessary
Helen went berserk, falling wildly.
Smack!
Another loud slap, “Why are there people who ask for it?”
Helen lost it completely, her hair disheveled from the violent shaking, “Hit her back! mit her back, you hear me?”
She never imagined she’d be humiliated by someone she looked down upon!
Kashi frowned and stood up, intending to intervene.
But before he could, he was kicked so hard he crashed into the wall.
Clutching his stomach, Kashi curled up on the ground, barely able to move, every breath a fiery pain.
Irene’s kick used at least seventy percent of her usual force.
Kashi coughed, spitting out blood.
Helen was terrified into silence, her face white as a sheet.
Irene’s eyes were filled with intense hostility, “Grandma is here. I didn’t want to get violent, but you all really need a beating.”
She grabbed Kashi and yanked him up with a slight effort.
Kashi’s tears flowed from the pain, his body curling up. He looked at the old lady, “Mom, control her! How can she hit her parents?”
The old lady looked at her miserable son and then at her terrified daughter–in–law, and slowly nodded.
Kashi shouted, “See? Even Grandma can’t stand you!”
Irene raised an eyebrow.
The old lady frowned, “How can you leave marks when you hit? Have I taught you nothing? What if they press scharges?
Irene snickered, “Don’t worry, Grandma, there are no marks”
Kashi’s eyes widened in shock.
He lifted his shirt, revealing his round, slightly red belly, without a single footprint.
The old lady nodded in satisfaction.
Irene tumed her crimson eyes to Kashi, “Do you know that’s your mother? I know that’s my grandma, do you?”
Kashi, feeling guilty, avoided Irene’s gaze and loudly proclaimed, “Of course I know! I send her money every month!”
Despite his loud voice, his body shrank back, looking particularly comical
Irene kicked him again.
This time, all the neighbors heard it clearly.
Yuna, who had been worried about the old lady, now feated the couple would be beaten to death.
Chapter 86: Stefan Is Back
She radiated an overwhelming aura, making Kashi and Helen feel like they were facing a murderer, Terrified, they tumed and ran, bumping i nishing over. They fell to the ground, quickly scrambled to their feet, and fled the courtyard without looking back.
Irene watched their retreating figures, her face expressionless.
She was never one to have a good temper. She had always pretended to be kind around Madame Kashi, afraid of scaring her
Today, she lost her compare
Outside the courtyard, Helen clutched her phone and ran into their luxury car. They hurriedly locked the doors and, trembling, called the police.
“Help! Someone is trying to kill us!”
Trene followed them out, her pace unhutuled, and tapped on the car window expressionlessly.
Helen, too scared to speak to the police on the phone, screamed, “Drive! Drive now!”
Kashi, sweating profusely, frantically searched himself but couldn’t find the keys. He cried out indespair, “Where are the keys? My keys!”
Irene’s beautiful yet fierce face reflected on the car window,
The dark–tinted glass made her look like a vengeful spirit.
In Helen’s terrified eyes, le slowly raised her hand, revealing a set of keys dangling from her slender lingers
Helen and Kashi screamed in unison.
Kashi cursed repeatedly, while Helen sobbed uncontrollably.
At that moment, a large hand grasped Irene’s wİSL
The hand was strong, with long, beautiful fingers. A familiar scent of color water over, and a deep, magnetic voice asked, “What’s wrong? Who bullied you?
Everyone was stunned by the series of events, watching in a daze.
They couldn’t help but question: “Her? Bullied?”
trene looked up.
It was a familiar, handsome face.
Stefan.
He was:
a still wearing a custom–made suit, his features calm, bis deep–like eyes fixed on free, filled with silent longing and love
Irene snapped back to reality and turned her head away.
She felt her earlier violent urge to kill subside.
She hadn’t felt wronged, but Stefan’s question stirred something different in her heart.
Alter hesitating for a while, she looked up at Stefan and nodded.
Tony, Stefan’s business partner from Country Y, took steps back
Although it was a luxury car, it couldn’t block out the terrified screams of the couple inside.
Tony felt a bit dazed.
Did he not understand the language of Country Qwell enough?
He clearly heard them shouting for help.
Was this the fragile girlfriend Stefan mentioned, who could be scared to tears by a rabbit?
Jeene turned her head and saw an international guest with a homited expression.
She paused, then casually smiled and greeted him, “Hello, are you Stefan’s friend?”
Stefan’s gaze lingered on trene and Tony’s clasped hands as they shook, his voice low, “Sort of. This is Tony. He wanted to ask for your help atterbearing about you.
Irene’s demeanor softened considerably.
After all, this was the second client for her agency.
Tony quiddy let go of her hand, having felt Stetan’s piercing gaze, and thought to himself how petry Stefan was, even jealous over a handshake.
Irene discretly smirked.
Helen’s cries for help rame from inside the car. “Help! Save us!”
Stelan’s attentionsdinto them, and he frowned, recognizing the couple.
hadn’t know much about Kashi hefore, but because of Irene, he had looked into her background and remembered her foster parents
Stefan’s eyes surplover Madame Kashi, who was chatching her chest in the courtyard, and he quickly assessed the situation. He said coldly, “Take the
Deur plagerdat Tony, who had retreated further back, and smiled lightly, “Thank you, but there’s no need. It’s just a family matter, a bit complicated
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He had seen similar situations in his own country, so he somewhat understood.
Irene tapped on the car window again, causing Helen to scream.
“Will you come back and cause trouble again?”
Helen shook her head frantically, making it clear she was scared out of her wits.
Irene coldly watched them, then placed the car keys on the ground. After calming the neighbors, she led Stefan and Tony back into the courtyard.
Helen sat crying in the passenger seat, talking on the phone.
Her face was dark, her eyes fixed on the road ahead, looking somewhat unhinged.
“I’ll see if her livestream can withstand an investigation by the Internet police“!”
Kashi glanced at her and, unusually, didn’t object.
Meanwhile, Stefan looked at Irene, his eyes curious despite not asking anything.
Irene felt an uncommon sense of shyness, “What are you looking at? He’s your grandmother’s son. I can hit him, but if your bodyguards did, it would upset her.”
Stefan chuckled softly, “Alright, as you say.”
He was referring to earlier when he wanted to have his bodyguards teach the couple a lesson or make them disappear, but Irene had stopped him,
Tony stood at a distance, keeping away from the couple.
He thought to himself how much he had witnessed today, more than enough.
Irene quickly walked over to Stefan, who smiled at her.
Irene indeed had another plan.
As she entered the courtyard, she said, “How could you doubt me? it really hurts.”
Tony observed the two, squinting slightly.
Stefan’s company was highly respected in Country Y, with countless young, beautiful women dreaming of catching his eye for a Cinderella story.
But Stefan had always been cold, like a block of ce
It turned out even a stone could thaw and melt, it just needed the right person.
Irene entered Madame Kashi’s room and smiled, “Please wait a moment, both of you. Grandma, could you please serve some tea and snacks to our guests?”
Madame kashi, clearly in a bad mood, forced a smile and turned to attend to the guests.
Irene pulled Emma aside and found the hidden contract in the wardrobe.
Holding the thin piece of paper, Irene’s smile tumed cold.
How calculating.
In the living room, the atmosphere between Stefan and Madame Kashi improved.
Stefan had noticed her mood and used Irene’s stories to draw her out, successfully malding her laugh
Madame Kashi, seeing Irene return, chided her lightly, “How could you leave your boyfriend alone? Really.”
Stefan chuckled, “Grandma, you were keeping me company.”
Madame Kashi beamed at Stefail
What a good child, she thought. So young, and already so considerate.
