Chapter 760

Chapter 760

Mrs. Maskelyne was soaked from head to toe, standing in front of the

water feature, glaring at Sylvia. Water droplets trickled down her

clothes and splashed onto the ground beneath her.

She was drenched and looked disheveled. Her teeth clenched, chest

heaving, and she gripped her hands tightly, seething with anger.

"Sylvia, you're asking for trouble!"

Sylvia sneered, "Let me take a look at what's inside, shall we?"

"You dare to open it!" Mrs. Maskelyne lunged at Sylvia, with her wet

body sending water droplets scattering onto the bystanders.

The onlookers quickly backed away.

Sylvia raised an eyebrow and raised her hand to meet Mrs.

Maskelyne's punch. She effortlessly countered Mrs. Maskelyne's attack

with a palm, sending her flying once more!

Aloud thud!

Mrs. Maskelyne's body followed a similar parabolic trajectory, landing

heavily in the water feature again. This time, a larger splash erupted.

After struggling for a moment, Mrs. Maskelyne crawled out of the water,

knelt on the ground, and coughed vigorously from having ingested

some water. Standing by the water feature was a tall, elegant woman

with an icy expression, looking down at her.

Sylvia smiled like a demon from hell. "I remember telling you not to

screw with my man.”

She raised her foot and stepped on Mrs. Maskelyne's hand. "If you

insist on behaving like a pest, don't blame me for not respecting the

elderly.”

Anything Franklin couldn't do, she was more than willing to do for him.

"Do you know who I am?" Mrs. Maskelyne, her hand crushed under

Sylvia's heel, stared at Sylvia with a pale face, alarmed by Sylvia's

unexpected improvement in martial skills since their last encounter. She

had become even more formidable!

Ouch!

A sharp pain shot through her hand.

She tried to break free, but Sylvia's grip was unyielding.

Just then, dozens of men in black rushed in from the entrance, each

one looking menacing and hostile as they lunged toward Sylvia.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Tyrell went over to Mrs. Maskelyne and

pulled her to her feet. She trembled and stood huddled in Tyrell's

embrace, glaring hatefully at Sylvia as she grappled with the men in

black.

At that moment, Franklin joined the fray as well. Blake cracked his

knuckles, making a popping sound. "I haven't stretched my muscles in

a while."

With those words, he leaped into action, kicking away the two men in

black who were closest to Sylvia.

Arian watched in fascination. This guy had some serious martial arts

skills. In just a couple of minutes, the group of men trained by Tyrell

were all on the ground, whimpering and defeated.

It was a humiliating defeat for Tyrell.

Blake clucked his tongue. "Oh well, anyone else want a turn? This is

too easy."

“I'm disappointed,” he added. He hadn't even broken a sweat yet.

Tyrell's face darkened. He glared at Franklin and said with bitterness,

"What the hell is going on here?"

The hotel's security personnel and manager were hesitant to intervene.

They watched from a distance, fearful that getting involved might make

things worse.

Mr. Mcguire and his group were all stunned by the spectacle. Sylvia's

martial arts skills were incredible, and Franklin's strength was

astonishing. Katie silently thanked her lucky stars that she hadn't been

beaten to death by Sylvia on that plane — it was nothing short of a

miracle.

Taking a deep breath, she moved closer to Mr. Mcguire for safety. Her

own life was the top priority.

“Father, I'm no longer the same Franklin as before. I hope you

understand that," Franklin said. He held Sylvia's hand and continued,

"We're leaving."

They turned and left, with Blake and the others following them out of

the venue in a noisy exit. Tyrell's sinister gaze stayed locked on

Franklin's retreating figure, lingering long after they had gone.

Mrs. Wright and her family got into a car and headed their separate

ways.

The Wright family sat in one vehicle, and Mrs. Wright, as usual, was

thoughtful. "Sylvia is truly amazing. If it weren't for Sylvia and Franklin,

we wouldn't have had so many guests at our banquet today.”

"Jenna has been busy lately at the piano association," Brayden said.

“There are events to organize, and it's quite a hassle for her to fly back

and forth between Larro and Urgford. Maybe our whole family should

move here."

“That's a good idea,” Mrs. Wright agreed.

Just then, Mrs. Wright's phone rang, and she picked it up.

Vita's voice came through from the other end. "Aunt, have you arrived

in Urgford? Have you met Mr. Wright?"

Mrs. Wright replied gently, “Yes, we've met. He got promoted. He's now

the secretary of Urgford. When you have a break, come visit."

Vita was excited. "Really? I'll be on winter break soon. Can I come?"

"Of course! We have more than enough food at home. Just let me know

when you're on break. Urgford is quite cold, though. It's up north and

has different weather compared to Larro.”

“I'll bring lots of warm clothes, and as long as Uncle Wright is safe, I'm

happy." Vita said her goodbyes to Mrs. Wright and ended the call.

Brayden furrowed his brows. "Mom, who was that?"

Mrs. Wright explained, "Do you remember that child from the disaster

area, Vita? She's the one who received assistance and went on to

attend college in Larro. You've been busy in Urgford with your dad's

work recently, so you haven't seen her, but she often visits me on

weekends to chat and keep me company. She's a sweet and kind girl."

Brayden felt that something was off. Vita didn't seem to be the kind and

gentle person she appeared to be. Jenna, overhearing the

conversation, also shared Brayden's doubts.

Suddenly, their car braked abruptly, and they were thrust forward due to

the inertia. The driver panicked and said, "There are two black cars

constantly tailing us! They almost caused me to crash into the barrier."

Then, screeching brakes echoed once more. Two black cars stopped

right in front of their vehicle, and several men in black, armed with steel

pipes, got out of the cars and approached menacingly.

Cody squinted and said, "These people mean trouble.”

Brayden asked, "Dad, have you offended someone?"

Cody replied, "I just got out of prison. How could I have offended

anyone? I think it's because I took the secretary's position, and some

people are getting impatient and unhappy.”

The men with steel pipes began attacking their car relentlessly. The

driver locked the doors, but the attackers continued smashing the car

doors.

Jenna and Mrs. Wright were terrified and huddled together, staring

pale-faced at the violent attackers outside. Brayden dialed 911, and as

he spoke to the emergency services, a loud crash was heard as the car

doors were smashed open.

Jenna and Mrs. Wright clung to each other in fear while Brayden spoke

to the operator.

Cody instructed the men to stop and approached the car door. After

briefly negotiating with the attackers, he stepped out of the car.

Seeing him leave the car, Mrs. Wright cried out, "Cody!"

Brayden shouted, "Dad!"

Cody told the attackers, "You don't need to harm my family; I'll come

with you. But please, spare my wife and son. They are innocent.”

Cody opened his car door and walked out calmly, standing his ground.

Upon seeing this, Mrs. Wright screamed, and Brayden, feeling

powerless, instructed his mother and sister not to leave the car.

As Cody exited the vehicle, one of the attackers pulled out a gun and

aimed it at Brayden. The gun's dark barrel pointed directly at him. The

attacker warned, "Don't move, or I'll shoot your dad in the head.”

With his words, he fired a shot at Brayden's feet, creating a hole in the

ground and sending dirt flying. Startled, Brayden raised his hands in

surrender. He was horrified to discover that these ruthless men were

armed with guns.

The phone Cody left in the car played an important role during this

crisis. Jenna picked it up and spoke to the police dispatcher, explaining

their situation. She provided their location, although she wasn't familiar

with the area, using the phone's GPS to determine their exact location.

Mrs. Wright, trembling and anxious, kept a close eye on the attackers,

praying that they wouldn't overhear Jenna's conversation with the

police. The dispatcher assured Jenna that the police were on their way

and instructed them to keep the attackers occupied.

Meanwhile, outside the car, Cody was pinned to the ground by several

attackers who brutally beat him. His recent release from prison had left

him physically weakened, and he was now paying the price for that

vulnerability. Seeing his father's condition, Brayden, full of rage,

demanded that the attackers let his father go, offering himself as a

target.

In response, one of the attackers pointed a gun at Brayden's head,

warning him to stay still. Cody, struggling to breathe through the pain,

tried to persuade his son to stay away and keep himself safe.

As the assault continued, the situation took an unexpected turn when a

group of uniformed officers arrived and surrounded the attackers. Their

timely intervention marked a turning point in the dangerous standoff.