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In the living room, the two women were restrained, looking like a mother and daughter.
The bully shouted at them, “Where’s the money? Where’s the money I’m owed?”
A middle–aged man, thin and haggard, clasped his hands in a begging gesture, constantly pleading, “We really don’t have any money left, please give me two more days.”
“You said the same thing last time. It’s been another two days. Looks like if I don’t show you some real power, you won’t understand who you’re messing with.”
With those words, the bully grabbed the mother and daughter, binding them tightly. “What did I say last time? If you can’t pay back, I’ll chop off your wife and daughter’s fingers!”
The bully was half–serious as he picked up a dagger, eager to strike.
At that moment, Yancey rushed over quickly.
He stood in front of his mother and sister, glaring at the bully with rage, and shouted, “If you’re going to chop someone, go after the man who owes you the money! What kind of cowardly act is it to bully women?”
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Yancey pointed at his father, Leandro Davis, “There’s not a penny left in our home. Take him away if you must; we don’t want him as a father anymore.”
Upon hearing Yancey’s words, Dennis became frantic,
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He shouted at Yancey, “What nonsense are you talking? I’m the pillar of this family. If you take me away, how will we get the money?”
Yancey mocked him, “You think you’re the pillar of this family? You’re just a leech. How many years have you been draining us dry? This family doesn’t change whether you’re here or not!”
Dennis was furious. He charged at Yancey, ready to strike.
Yancey, untying his mother and sister, wasn’t prepared and took a punch squarely in the face.
“How did I end up with a son like you? How dare you talk to me like that?”
The bully, witnessing the father–son drama, clearly had no patience. “I’m here for money, not for your family drama! Go argue somewhere else!”
But then, an even more outrageous moment occurred.
Dennis pointed to the mother and daughter huddled together on the floor. “Take them away to pay the debt! This girl will be an adult in a couple of years and can get married. And her, she can do laundry, cook, anything you want.”
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Yancey’s eyes widened in disbelief.
The middle–aged woman, dressed like a rural housewife in a bright pink coat with calloused hands, clutched her daughter and cried out, “No, don’t take my daughter!”
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Anne couldn’t believe what was happening before her eyes. She almost thought she was dreaming.
She was utterly speechless.
Furrowing her brows, Anne walked over.
Her sudden appearance was striking, and perhaps the others noticed the flash of color, and all turned instinctively toward her.
Anne, dressed in a floral dress with heels caked in mud, still looked stunning.
Her fashionable appearance contrasted sharply with the situation, leaving Yancey’s mother and sister stunned.
They had never imagined someone could be so beautiful, like a fairy.
Seeing Anne in his house, Yancey froze for a moment.
He never expected her to come here.
A swirl of emotions surged inside him—humiliation,
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embarrassment. It felt like an exposed weakness he had desperately tried to hide suddenly revealed in front of the person he cared about.
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Even with Anne standing there, he felt like he had tainted her presence.
The bullies immediately noticed Anne’s designer clothes. She took out a card from her purse and slapped it against the bully’s forehead.
“I’ve paid him back, now get lost.”
Hearing this, the bully hurriedly grabbed the post machine from one of his lackeys.
The amount was entered, and to everyone’s surprise, the machine actually processed two million dollars.
The bully’s eyes lit up. He patted Yancey’s father on the shoulder, “Dennis, looks like you’re lucky this time, someone rich helped you out. You should’ve said you knew such a person earlier.”
The bully smiled at Anne, “Beautiful lady, need a bodyguard?
We can…”
Anne cut him off, “Go away.”
The bully shrugged, not daring to press further, and the group left in a flurry.
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Dennis kept sizing up Anne, wondering if the group of people had made a mistake just now.
He thought to himself, “Two million on that card? This young, girl can’t be that rich, can she?
But why will she pay Yancey’s debt?”
Meanwhile, Yancey’s mother glanced at him.
Yancey, with reddened eyes, lowered his head, fists clenched tight.
His mother hurried to pour water for Anne, only to realize the kettle had been smashed in the chaos.
She awkwardly rubbed her hands together, finally pulling out a chair that wasn’t broken. “Miss, please, have a seat?”
“No need.”
Anne glanced at the chair, worn down from years of use and now a dull black.
This house, barren and worn down, looked pitiful from the outside. Inside, it was even smaller, leaving a cramped, uncomfortable feeling.
This was where Yancey grew up.
It was at that moment that Anne truly grasped the difference between them.
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She didn’t say anything more and turned to leave.
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Watching her retreating figure, Dennis suddenly pushed him. “That girl, what’s your relationship with her? Is she rich? A friend of yours?
“You’re not a kid anymore, and I think she’s interested in you. Why not…” His eyes gleamed with greed.
“Shut up!”
Yancey glared at him and quickly followed after Anne, his steps quickening.
Anne frowned. The mud underfoot frustrated her. Just days ago, her car had been serviced, yet now both her car and herself were covered in dirt.
She reached the back seat, saw Bella sleeping peacefully, and placed a toy next to her daughter.
Anne got back into the driver’s seat, buckled her seatbelt, and was about to start the car when she realized the tires were stuck in the mud, slipping and refusing to budge.
In her growing frustration, Yancey appeared. “I’ll find a way to pay you back, as soon as possible,” he said.
Anne rolled down the window, her tone unreadable, “Didn’t you drop out of school? Can’t be a doctor, so how do you plan to repay me? Go back to working at the bar, sell yourself to rich
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Anne’s voice carried a hint of mockery, but after what had happened today, anyone’s mood would be sour.
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“Take it. No need to pay it back, consider it your breakup fee.”
Yancey froze.
“I saw the bag you got me, I’ll sell it at a second–hand store. The 50,000 dollars will cover your studies.”
Anne tried the gas pedal again, but the car still didn’t respond.
Yancey’s gaze darkened. “Anne…”
He clenched his fist tightly. “Anne, I’m sorry, I…”
Anne had run all the way here only to see him at his lowest. Yancey felt like he had a thousand things to say but couldn’t find the words.
“Stuck in the mud? I’ll get someone to help push it.”
“Don’t bother!” Dante suddenly appeared. He lightly pushed Yancey aside and walked over to Anne’s car, raising an eyebrow. “Want to ride with me?”
Nearby, Dante’s SUV was parked.
