The Enigmatic Return novel Chapter 136

Francis didn't dare to delay and turned to the bodyguards behind him, giving them a signal with his eyes.

In no time, seven or eight strong men surrounded Jean, Neera, and Ian.

They cracked their knuckles and gave hostile glares.

Jean remained composed, not even batting an eye or raising an eyebrow in response to their presence.

Neera, seeing the situation, immediately retreated silently to stand beside Jean.

It wasn't that she was timid, but the people Zachary had brought were not easy to deal with. As for herself, she had no fighting skills, and Jean was recovering from an illness, so she doubted he could fight either.

And Ian...

Looking at his refined appearance, it didn't seem like he could fight either!

Just as Neera thought this, Ian suddenly stepped forward, casually moving his neck and speaking with a disdainful tone.

"Is this all you've got? Anyone else wants to join, so I won't have to waste my effort twice."

Francis coldly snorted, "Quite bold, but soon you won't even have the chance to beg for mercy! The few of us are enough to take care of you!"

Ian raised an eyebrow, smirking with a hint of roguishness, "Hey, do you know that disrespecting someone comes with consequences?!"

With that, he didn't waste any more words and went straight into action.

In less than five minutes, all the seven or eight people Zachary had called were lying on the ground defeated.

When Francis was dumped in front of Zachary like a worn-out rag, the latter was completely dumbfounded.

How... were these his elite bodyguards? How did they lose so easily?

Neera was also surprised, her eyes wide in disbelief.

Ian, who usually appeared weak and gentle, turned out to be a skilled fighter! He was truly a master!

Ignoring the situation, she clapped her hands cheerfully, "I didn't expect it! Your assistant is full of surprises!"

Hearing her light-hearted voice, Jean glanced at her, feeling somewhat amused.

This woman had quite a bold heart! She still found time to applaud at a moment like this.

But now that the matter was resolved, there was no need to linger here.

Jean shifted his gaze away, turned around, and said, "Let's go."

Neera didn't even spare Zachary another glance as she hurriedly followed Jean, saying, "Wait for me!"

Ian clapped his hands and caught up too, asking curiously, "Ms. Garcia, how did you get involved with that idiot?"

Neera rolled her eyes, denying, "It wasn't me who got involved; it was that guy who shamelessly came to me."

Jean, who was walking ahead, heard their conversation and casually asked, "He's crippled below the waist, what does that mean? And what was he trying to do?"

Unaware that he would ask, Neera hesitated for a moment but decided not to hide anything and briefly explained the grudge between her and Zachary, including the night of her wedding when Zachary invaded her room and attempted to take advantage of her, only to be tricked into taking an impotence drug.

Initially, Jean continued walking as usual, but when he heard the last part, his expression froze, and he stopped in his tracks, glancing at her with a strange look in his eyes.

Ian was even more shocked, and he immediately hit the brakes, looking astonished.

"So... that Zachary won't be able to stand up anymore?"

Initially, it was nothing serious, but being stared at by these two individuals, Neera inexplicably felt a bit awkward. She raised her hand and touched her nose, responding in a muffled voice, "Um..."

Ian's pupils trembled, and he subconsciously clenched his legs.

"Ms... Ms. Garcia, let's make a deal! If I accidentally offend you in the future, please let me know, and I'll apologize and kowtow to you, whatever it takes. Just... please don't sprinkle any strange powders on me!"

The thought of not being able to stand up also made him shudder. He couldn't bear that!

As he heard himself stuttering in fear, Neera couldn't help but find it amusing. She deliberately teased him with a half-smile, "Well, that depends on the situation."

Ian felt speechless.

Was Ms. Garcia this cunning?

He couldn't afford to provoke her!

Jean, on the other hand, didn't pay much attention to their exchange. His eyes, however, were filled with a chilling intensity.

"So, he was dragging you earlier for what purpose?"

Neera raised her head and met his gaze, pausing for a moment before honestly replying, "He wanted to find someone to... do something to me."

She didn't say the rest of the sentence, but Jean could guess what she meant.

In an instant, a fierce hostility emerged between his noble brows, and his facial lines became exceptionally sharp.

He didn't say anything, just glanced at Ian.

But at that moment, Ian suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, realizing that Jean... seemed to be angry!!!