The male supporting character was actually myself.

What a terrible idea!

I overheard Leibo whispering to the housekeeper that she was yet another woman blinded by money.

They even bet that if you didn't want to make the deal, the lady would definitely ask for it herself or find an opportunity to hook up with Mr. Jones!

“Yes, that sounds like something she could do.” Joyce looked around, holding her cigarette, and instructed, “I’m going to use the restroom. I’ll come back, finish this cigarette, and then I’ll leave.”

You'd better take this opportunity to think carefully about where you want to go.

Just as a lone, beautiful car drove by, the four burly men, who were there to observe, got excited.

A car; two people, a man and a woman; judging from their clothes and accessories, the man's clothes and gold pocket watch alone could fetch a lot of money, not to mention the car.

This perfectly matches their intended goal of robbing!

"God, thank God for this blessing!" The leader clasped his hands together, his voice trembling with excitement. Especially when he saw this guy stop on his own, his heart was practically leaping out of his chest!

What a coincidence! Isn't this a chance for God to make a fortune?

If we can't catch this, then we'll be the biggest fool in the world!

The car was parked a little too far away, so he waved to his companion and quietly moved forward.

The two seemed to be discussing something. A moment later, the man wearing an octagonal hat and luxurious clothes got out of the car, walked to the bushes by the roadside, and unzipped his jacket. The sound of water could be faintly heard.

The leader gestured for them to hurry up and keep up.

After Joyce finished dealing with the problem, he zipped up his jacket, spat out his cigarette butt, stomped on it twice, and turned to walk towards the car when he heard Yelena scream, "Watch out! Oh my god, help!"

Almost at the same moment the other person screamed, his hand was already on his waist, ready to draw his gun.

However, Joyce felt a heavy blow to the back of her head, her mind went blank for a moment, and everything around her seemed to slow down.

He was knocked to the ground, and he only had time to instinctively cover his head with his hands. Before his eyes, he saw the shadows of several pairs of tattered leather boots and a pair of women's leather shoes.

I could vaguely hear men's laughter and shouts, as well as Yelena's screams and curses. The noise seemed to be far away and not very clear.

[Mission: Rescue Joyce. Reward: One-time use D-grade item.]

Just as Joyce stopped the car and was talking to Yelena, Jiang Chen received a task from the main system.

The little white cat jumped up, "Host, please drive faster! I need to check the situation first. If all else fails, I'll just throw out an item!"

Before the words were even finished, it hopped and skipped away.

When the little white cat arrived, it saw two strong men knock Joyce to the ground with a stick and beat him mercilessly.

A silver-haired girl dressed as a maid screamed and brandished a bottle she grabbed from the car, while two burly men dragged her by her long hair, trying to pull her into the bushes by the roadside.

"Bad guys! They're all big bad guys!" the little white cat shouted angrily, casually taking out a crowbar from its spatial storage and aiming it at the back of the burly men's heads, hitting them with all its might until they were dizzy and disoriented.

Yelena struggled to break free as the burly man dragged her, and just as she was about to despair, she suddenly noticed that the two men seemed to have tripped.

She jumped up, disregarding everything else, and swung the bottle, smashing it hard on the head of one of the burly men.

Chapter Thirty-Two: The Significance of Being Rooted for a Century

"Squeak!"

The next second, a screeching sound of brakes rang out. The little white cat looked on with delight and surprise, "Host, you're so fast! Quick, save the protagonist! I'll help this girl!"

In a daze, through Joyce's bloodshot eyes, he seemed to see Daniel's figure, like a slow-motion scene in a movie. He took off his tie and threw it, slashing the other man's face until it was covered in blood.

When Yelena, who was in a state of extreme terror, was forcibly stopped by being grabbed by the arm, she gasped for breath, only then noticing that the wine bottle in her hand had been smashed at some point, and the wine and bloodstains on the ground looked extremely horrifying.

The robber whose head she had smashed was now a bloody mess, beyond dead.

"Yelena, you've ruined a good bottle of my wine!" Joyce, who was helped up by his brother, had a bruised and swollen face. He rubbed the back of his head and laughed, "Since you've been so brave, if you have nowhere else to go, you can consider coming with us."

The little white cat, perched on its host's shoulder with its two fluffy short paws tucked in, stuck out its pink little tongue and teased, "You almost got beaten to death, and you still couldn't resist flirting with girls. This protagonist is really... tsk tsk tsk, so full of energy!"

Apart from the robber who was killed by Yelena, the other three, whose legs were broken by Jiang Chen, were howling in pain as they clutched their wounds.

"What do you want to do with him?" he asked his second brother, who had already recovered.

Joyce rubbed the back of Mumu's head, pulled out a gun from his waist, pointed it at the man's head and interrogated him for a moment, then used a razor to slit their throats.

The three robbers bled and convulsed for a while before finally dying.

“Can you imagine, Daniel, this is the current state of our society.” Joyce lit a cigarette, took a drag, leaned back in his chair, and let out a long sigh. “A few deserters and thugs who fled the battlefield are roaming around robbing and plundering.”

The men looted everything, killed the victims, buried them, threw them into the river, or even abandoned them in the wilderness.

After being raped, the women were sold into brothels.

Nobody cares. Apart from the victim's family, who are heartbroken and searching everywhere, who cares?

Thank goodness you came, Daniel, otherwise I might have become a corpse floating in the river.

Perhaps you'll be lucky enough to find me, stripped naked and swollen from being soaked, and perhaps you'll even hold Anderson responsible. But who would have thought that a member of the prestigious Owen family would almost be killed by a few deserters?

If I am in such a state, one can only imagine how it is for ordinary people.

If you encountered those few, you probably wouldn't even have a chance to struggle before losing your life.

Such incidents happen from time to time in remote areas. Besides us, who else is willing to protect our neighbors?

This is the significance of the Irving family's century-long history. Daniel, we must work hard to develop our business and have the resources to continue!

The little white cat, having accomplished a great feat, stood with its hands on its hips and said smugly, "Come on, that was just a calamity arranged for you by the script. You're the main character, even if everyone else dies, you won't be the one to kick the bucket."

“You’ve been away from the battlefield for too long, Joyce.” Jiang Chen took a silver flask from his coat pocket and handed it to him, raising his chin as he asked, “What do you plan to do with these men?”

After unscrewing the spout and taking two sips of strong liquor, Joyce wiped the blood from his forehead before chuckling, "Get it in the car. I'm taking it to Anderson."

This might be a good opportunity for us!

What do you want to do?

"Anderson is shrewd, suspicious, and cowardly. These dead men will turn him into a nervous wreck."

Yelena curled up in the back seat of the car, silently shedding tears. Joyce's words just now reminded her of her mother and sister who had been missing for two years.

It was three months after my father died on the battlefield, and we really had no money to buy food.

The Bloodthirsty Gang would come to plunder every few days, so the mother decided to take her older sister to her uncle's house three blocks away to beg for some money to get through the most difficult days. They would be able to get by once they received their wages for washing clothes.

Yelena remembers clearly that when her mother and sister left early that morning, they told her to make sure the door was locked from the inside, and that they would come back after they finished working and took the money.

But she waited until midnight, and they still hadn't gone home.

She ran to her uncle's house to ask, but was scolded and driven away by her wicked aunt. From her words, Yelena could tell that her mother and sister had come, but had been sent away by her uncle and aunt on the grounds that they had no money.

They likely went to their workplace on an empty stomach; it was a remote place right next to a small branch of the Sentis River.

Yelena went to look for them, but the people in the workshop said they had never seen them.

During that time, she searched everywhere like a madwoman, asking everyone she met, but her mother and sister seemed to have vanished into thin air.

Yelena tried her best to keep that small, dilapidated house, but she never saw her family return.

That chilly morning, the image of her mother and sister walking hand in hand into the distance through the thin mist became the scene she remembered most vividly.

Many nights, Yelena dreamt of them walking towards her, with peaceful smiles as always...

Until just now, when she heard those thugs recount the wicked things they had done, her heart suddenly sank into an icy abyss.

Could my mother and sister have also been ambushed on some secluded path?

She looked at Joyce driving in the driver's seat, secretly wiping away her tears as her eyes hardened.

He said he could choose to go back with them.

Since they are mob bosses who can negotiate deals with Anderson, following them might give us a chance to find my mother and sister.

It's better than fighting alone!

With that thought in mind, Yelena had made the most important decision of her life.

Joyce and his brother returned with several corpses, disrupting Anderson's plans.

He had already arranged for the blonde girl to wash up and change. Once she was dressed in that expensive custom-made gown, he was going to take her to see his favorite collection!

"What on earth happened?" Anderson grumbled, clearly annoyed. "This is such a downer, so annoying!"

Assistant Leibo, his face tense, lowered his voice and said, "Joyce was ambushed on the tree-lined road and almost died! My God, you'll see when you see it; he was beaten horribly."

Fortunately, his brother Daniel arrived in time; otherwise, it would have been a real shame if Joyce had died just a mile and a half away from us, sir.

“One and a half miles?!” Anderson immediately became alert.

How could someone almost kill the Owen family madman so close to where he lives!

This is a huge safety hazard!

Anderson's expression gradually turned serious. He even began to imagine what would happen if those people had scouted the place and sneaked into his villa...

He gasped in shock and ordered, "Send someone to check the scene carefully!"

We need to determine whether it was a genuine sneak attack or if that guy was taking advantage of the situation.

Also, call the head of the security detail over.

I need him to inspect the entire area, every inch of grass, with the dog checking it thoroughly!

“Yes, sir, Joyce and Daniel are already waiting for you in the living room,” Leib reminded him.

Anderson straightened the bow tie in front of his short, thick neck, which was almost invisible, and made a soft grumbling sound.

"I heard about what happened to you, it's really scary, Mr. Owen."

He expressed his sympathy as soon as he entered the living room, and when he saw Joyce's face, he frowned and said, "I will find out what happened, I promise I will!"

If it's acting, this guy can be pretty ruthless with himself.

Anderson thought this through and had already made a basic judgment. After all, Joyce's elaborate scheme to blackmail him was pointless and wouldn't bring him any benefit.

Chapter Thirty-Three: The Scheme of Dividing

Could it be that he wants to take this opportunity to get the blonde girl back?

Or perhaps you want to give up some profit?

Anderson quickly went through in his mind the possible reasons why the other party might have set a trap.