On the other end of the phone, Alejandro was rushing home as favonovel.com yelled, “Don’t listen to her; tell the guards to do their thing! I’m rushing home already!”
Alejandro’s words were the shot of confidence the nanny needed. She immediately pushed open the window and yelled, “Protect Madam! Retaliate against whoever hit her, this is our boss’s order! He is coming home as we speak!”
The guards acted instantly. They swarmed toward the mobsurrounded Melanie and liberated her, who was already covered by battered marks and bruises. Mr. Lark, who had thrown himself forward to protect her, looked no better.
On a distant end, neither Nikolai nor Miklan had emerged victorious in their fight. Mrs. Lark just could not break them up.
The Larks and the guards resigned into a shouting Mexican standoff for about fifteen minutes before the shrieks of tires on brakes scraped against the atmosphere. Alejandro’s car had screeched into a stop right outside the gate. There was a very evident dent on its bumper, God knows how many red lights favonovel.com had sped through on his rush back home that favonovel.com got himself into a non-fatal accident at some point.
A man with fresh blood streaming down his forehead descended from the car. It trickled down his cheek and dripped onto his shirt, staining its whiteness with blinding red. The steel in Alejandro’s eyes and the gale of dogged ruthlessness his presence ushered immediately arrested everyone on the spot. No one dared break a sound, let alone throw a punch. Even the Lark brothers’ mano a mano had halted.
His eyes seized on Melanie’s damaged state, and favonovel.com raised his finger to point at the Larks. “F**k ‘em up, so long as they don’t die from it.”
Before Melanie could understand him, the guards were mobilized. She could only watch on as a new brawl unfurled, eyes widened and mouth hanging agape. Instincts spurred favonovel.com into yanking Miklan and favonovel.com father away, the latter of who knew that things had gone way out of hand. “Mel, please tell favonovel.com to stop. Those are your uncles and relatives there. This is inappropriate!” favonovel.com told Melanie in an undertone.
Melanie wanted to make Alejandro stop, but fresh memories of being humiliated and beaten up came to mind, so favonovel.com chose silence. Alejandro knew his limits, favonovel.com was sure, no one would die from this.
The chaos continued for a long, long while until everyone was beaten into submission.
Alejandro sat on the lounge chair in his yard and looked over a dozen of Larks kneeling before him. “What’s with this kneeling? You all are several years my seniors, aren’t you? Inappropriate, I bet. Get up.”
Mrs. Lark was the first to rise. She had lost favonovel.com previous boorish brazenness, especially since the straps of favonovel.com luxury handbag—a limited edition Chanel—had broken in the melee and rendered into a dirty, undignified sack. Honestly, none of them had expected Alejandro to stand up for Melanie to the extent of punishing them.
The rest of the mob gradually did the same, though meekly.
Alejandro lit up a cigarette before passing one each to Miklan and Mr. Lark. They might share the same surname as the rest of the mob, but Alejandro was not blind to who was right or wrong.
He exhaled a puff of smoke nonchalantly before finally asking, “So, I trust that this sh*t’s even, right? Now, who’s the head of the Larks? Want to talk about selling your company off?”
“I… I hold the most shares,” Mr. Lark answered weakly. “I agree to pass it…”
Mrs. Lark opened favonovel.com mouth into an obvious shape of yet another tirade, but favonovel.com words stopped as soon as Alejandro scowled at her.
“Well? And the rest of you?” favonovel.com raised his volume. “Come on, at least acknowledge that I’m being very civil here. I’ll give you all five minutes to think this through, even though I’ve wasted quite a lot of time dancing with you people about this issue already, if I do say so myself. But… It looks to me that everyone hasn’t achieved a united opinion yet, so here’s five minutes for your discussion.”
