Mighty Soldier King

Scott dashed away humiliated after being beaten up by a woman in front of everyone.

"Cousin, they humiliated me! Please do something. Teach them a lesson," he told Frank over the phone the minute he got away.

"What? Are you injured?" Frank just got bandaged when he picked up the phone. He couldn't be angrier.

Scott was his cousin who was only here to visit for a few days. He wasn't even a local.

They both enjoyed their rich family fortunes which they spent for fun. The way they saw the world was pretty much the same.

The past few days had not been great for Frank. He had been angry and frustrated because of what happened to him. Now that his cousin was beaten up. Perhaps it was time to finally let it out on someone.

"I'm near the cafe in East Avenue," said Scott quickly. "Send someone here now, before they get away!"

"Wait for me, I'm on my way." Frank took some of his henchmen and went on his way.

In the cafe, Bella drank her coffee quietly as if nothing had happened. She smiled at Peter seductively, pursing her sexy lips once in a while.

'She's such an alluring woman!'

Peter kept glancing at Bella, unable to stay calm. He didn't dare to look at her straight in the eyes for fear that he'd end up like Scott.

"I thought you were a tough guy. Why are you avoiding my eyes? Look at me. It's okay."

Bella slowly stroked her hair enamoring Peter even further.

"Hmm... Miss Song," Peter said sighing. "Why do you behave so violently? Aren't you afraid no one will marry you?"

"I got you, don't I?" Bella said as she licked her red lips provocatively. "You said I would be responsible for you and that's all I want. I just want you by my side. I don't need anyone else to marry me."

Unsure on how to respond, Peter decided it was best to change the topic. "Okay, you're done with coff

n was quick to make up his mind.

Seeing him leave, Peter likewise decided it was best to let him go.

It wasn't the right time to fight him. Too many innocent people could get hurt.

It was also possible that there were more hitmen in the cafe, so Bella still wasn't safe even after Gentleman left.

"Are you okay?" Peter asked Bella as he helped her up.

"I'm fine." Bella nodded calmly, though still pale.

"Do you have any idea who sent the hitman to murder you?" Peter suddenly remembered the 10 million dollar reward.

"I have no idea." Bella shook her head. "Business is a war without bullets, so I have a lot of enemies. But I can't figure out who hates me that much to murder me!"

"Wait, you mean that crazy shooter was sent to kill me, specifically?" Bella asked suddenly realizing the implication of Peter's question.

"Yes. He's a hitman. Someone posted a 10 million dollar reward for your head." Peter nodded. He figured that it was best to tell Bella so she'd be prepared to defend herself.

"Ten million dollars?" 'Whoever is behind this must hate me deeply, ' she thought.

Peter told her about the two hitmen several days ago to possibly give her clues.

Still, nothing rang a bell.