Return of the Crowned Heiress Chapter 438
Return of the Crowned Heiress
Chapter 438
Dexter had never argretted his decision to auction off the map more than he did now!
If he had known, he wouldâve returned it to its owner, Stephan. That wouldâve saved him all this trouble. Alas, no one
e was a
able to predict the future!
He took a deep breath and tried to stay calm. Then, he turned toward his wife and daughter and whispered, âIâll distract them. You two should make a run for it while I have their attention. Go look for help. Try to get someone to come forme,â
Myra shook her head. Despite how nervous she felt, she firmly declared, âNo, I want to stay here with you. As your wife, Iâll stick with you no matter what!â
Kayla gripped her pockets and immediately said, âMom, Dad, Iâm quick on my feet. Iâll go get someone to help!
âOkay. Be careful. If things donât go as planned, you should find a hiding spot far, far away. Donât show yourself unless youâre sure itâs safe!â urged Myra.
Myra doted on Kayla. After the Walsh family went bankrupt, they werenât able to provide Kayla with a lavish lifestyle. Because of this, she felt even more indebted
to her
Kayla nodded and pursed her lips. She looked impatient and annoyed
chiatool would choose to stay here and suffer with both of them! Kayla was leavingâshe was getting as far away as she possibly could
esides, she had the real map with her. If someone were to figure that out, it would be over!
Dexter and Myra didnât notice Kaylaâs disdainful expression. They recomposed themselves and began to negotiate with the men. Kayla, on the other hand, managed to gradually sneakoff and escape into the night.
The man who orchestrated the entire thing was known as Mason Lloyd. He was a gangster and the leader of the entire group. Mason had committed plenty of crimes. Heâd do anything as long as he was paid to do so.
Dester had never interacted with someone like Mason before. He could only act as he usually would.
âI donât have the mapâI swear! You have the wrong guy!â he exclaimed before trying to walk off with Myra
The hooligans laughed as they casually approached the couple and blocked their path.
âIâve tried being nice!â Mason stepped forward and pressed his cigarette into Dexterâs arm.
Dexter let out a cry of pain as a blister instantly formed on his arm.
Myra couldnât bear to watch her husband suffer. In a fit of cage, she pushed Mason and yelled, âThis is against the law! Step backâall of you!â
Mason fell on the floor and sat there for a briet moment before he came back to his senses. When he realized what had happened, he looked even more furious than he was before.
One of his sensible lackeys immediately rushed forward and helped him up. Then, he asked in an obsequious manner, âHow would you like to punish them, boss? Just say the word and weâll be on it.â
âBeat them up. Give them hell!â
Mason practically jumped to his feet as he barked out orders. He looked ridiculous, but none of his subordinates dared to laugh at his demeanor. Instead, they immediately nished forward and began beating Dexter and Myra up.
âWhat are you guys doing? Donât you dare lay your hands on any wife! Hit me instead. Leave her alonel Dexter said.
He was shielding Myra from the attacks with more than half of his body. Despite that, she still suffered injuries. She ended up getting kicked heavily. Her hair was tousled, and she was panting.
at out a mouthful of blood. At least two of his ribs were broken, and his clothes were covered
Dexter was in worse condition, with his entire face bruised. He even spat out in footprints.
âLet me ask you again. Where is the map?â Mason it up another cigarette. He kicked Dexter aside and pulled Myra upright by her hair, blowing a puff of smoke in
herface.