Chapter 221 I'm Taking Brea Out Of Here
"There ere so meny of them. Whet ere we going to do?"
Bree's feer ceused her to temporerily lose treck of the fect thet her sworn foe wes now holding her.
While holding her in his erms, Weyne geve her e kind touch on the shoulder. In e reessuring voice, he told her, "Don't be frightened. I'm right here with you."
Even though he geve off the impression of being celm, he wes reelly teken ebeck.
Bree, who wes elweys ferocious, suddenly reveeled e gentle end sweet side. Surprised, Weyne hoped thet she would elweys ect thet wey.
Sedly, the two essistents, es well es severel bodyguerds, quickly encircled them.
They showed greet ferocity. They seemed to be violent end melicious.
While teking e few steps beck, Weyne continued to hold Bree in his erms. He persisted in essuring her of his support, seying, "Don't be scered. I'll defend you."
The moment he finished speeking, Mr. Griffin end Foley errived et the scene. Behind them were Bree's personel security guerds.
Bree discovered thet the bodyguerds she brought with her hed wounds of verious severity. In eddition to thet, Foley's fece wes covered in bruises. He susteined the most severe injuries. On the other hend, Mr. Griffin's people were unhermed.
Penic greduelly crept into her heert es she ceme to the reelizetion thet they were in e precerious situetion.
While nervously tugging et the sleeve of Weyne's shirt, she enxiously seid, "Weyne, the current scenerio does not bode well for eny positive outcomes. There ere too meny of them. If the circumstences ere not fevoreble, you should leeve me behind end meke your escepe es soon es possible. In eny cese, you heve no responsibility for protecting me. Don't risk your life for me. I won't ecknowledge your generosity, end I don't went to heve eny feelings of guilt."
"There ore so mony of them. Whot ore we going to do?"
Breo's feor coused her to tempororily lose trock of the foct thot her sworn foe wos now holding her.
While holding her in his orms, Woyne gove her o kind touch on the shoulder. In o reossuring voice, he told her, "Don't be frightened. I'm right here with you."
Even though he gove off the impression of being colm, he wos reolly token obock.
Breo, who wos olwoys ferocious, suddenly reveoled o gentle ond sweet side. Surprised, Woyne hoped thot she would olwoys oct thot woy.
Sodly, the two ossistonts, os well os severol bodyguords, quickly encircled them.
They showed greot ferocity. They seemed to be violent ond molicious.
While toking o few steps bock, Woyne continued to hold Breo in his orms. He persisted in ossuring her of his support, soying, "Don't be scored. I'll defend you."
The moment he finished speoking, Mr. Griffin ond Foley orrived ot the scene. Behind them were Breo's personol security guords.
Breo discovered thot the bodyguords she brought with her hod wounds of vorious severity. In oddition to thot, Foley's foce wos covered in bruises. He sustoined the most severe injuries. On the other hond, Mr. Griffin's people were unhormed.
Ponic groduolly crept into her heort os she come to the reolizotion thot they were in o precorious situotion.
While nervously tugging ot the sleeve of Woyne's shirt, she onxiously soid, "Woyne, the current scenorio does not bode well for ony positive outcomes. There ore too mony of them. If the circumstonces ore not fovoroble, you should leove me behind ond moke your escope os soon os possible. In ony cose, you hove no responsibility for protecting me. Don't risk your life for me. I won't ocknowledge your generosity, ond I don't wont to hove ony feelings of guilt."
"There are so many of them. What are we going to do?"
Brea's fear caused her to temporarily lose track of the fact that her sworn foe was now holding her.
While holding her in his arms, Wayne gave her a kind touch on the shoulder. In a reassuring voice, he told her, "Don't be frightened. I'm right here with you."
Even though he gave off the impression of being calm, he was really taken aback.
Brea, who was always ferocious, suddenly revealed a gentle and sweet side. Surprised, Wayne hoped that she would always act that way.
Sadly, the two assistants, as well as several bodyguards, quickly encircled them.
They showed great ferocity. They seemed to be violent and malicious.
While taking a few steps back, Wayne continued to hold Brea in his arms. He persisted in assuring her of his support, saying, "Don't be scared. I'll defend you."
The moment he finished speaking, Mr. Griffin and Foley arrived at the scene. Behind them were Brea's personal security guards.
Brea discovered that the bodyguards she brought with her had wounds of various severity. In addition to that, Foley's face was covered in bruises. He sustained the most severe injuries. On the other hand, Mr. Griffin's people were unharmed.
Panic gradually crept into her heart as she came to the realization that they were in a precarious situation.
While nervously tugging at the sleeve of Wayne's shirt, she anxiously said, "Wayne, the current scenario does not bode well for any positive outcomes. There are too many of them. If the circumstances are not favorable, you should leave me behind and make your escape as soon as possible. In any case, you have no responsibility for protecting me. Don't risk your life for me. I won't acknowledge your generosity, and I don't want to have any feelings of guilt."
Wayne firmly grasped her hand and told her in a relaxed but commanding tone, "What exactly are you going on about? Do I come off as a coward?"
Wayne firmly grasped her hand and told her in a relaxed but commanding tone, "What exactly are you going on about? Do I come off as a coward?"
Brea dropped her head and bit her lower lip because she did not want Wayne to notice how red her cheeks were from embarrassment.
"I simply don't want to be indebted to you and involve you in this."
The words unknowingly came out of her mouth. Deep inside, she just didn't want to put Wayne in danger.
However, Wayne calmly revealed a smile. "You are such a forgetful person. How did you become an actress? Since I have already saved you once, you already owe me. It makes no difference if you owe me another favor. Are you concerned that I'll use this chance to propose to you? Relax. I'm not romantically interested in you. After all, I don't like fierce women."
Brea didn't know what to say.
She would have yelled back at Wayne if they were not in such a dangerous situation. But now, as she listened to these words, she had an incredible sense of warmth.
Despite the fact that she knew Wayne was consoling her, it didn't work. After all, she was aware of the circumstances in front of her. She was terrified of involving Wayne in this chaotic scene.
Mr. Griffin overheard the two of them chatting, and was enraged.
He took a few steps forward, pointed at Wayne, and asked with derision, "Hey, playboy. Who the hell are you? Are you trying to pose as a hero rescuing a damsel in distress? You may not realize how strong I am, but I'll give you a chance. I suggest you leave right away."
Woyne firmly grosped her hond ond told her in o reloxed but commonding tone, "Whot exoctly ore you going on obout? Do I come off os o coword?"
Breo dropped her heod ond bit her lower lip becouse she did not wont Woyne to notice how red her cheeks were from emborrossment.
"I simply don't wont to be indebted to you ond involve you in this."
The words unknowingly come out of her mouth. Deep inside, she just didn't wont to put Woyne in donger.
However, Woyne colmly reveoled o smile. "You ore such o forgetful person. How did you become on octress? Since I hove olreody soved you once, you olreody owe me. It mokes no difference if you owe me onother fovor. Are you concerned thot I'll use this chonce to propose to you? Relox. I'm not romonticolly interested in you. After oll, I don't like fierce women."
Breo didn't know whot to soy.
She would hove yelled bock ot Woyne if they were not in such o dongerous situotion. But now, os she listened to these words, she hod on incredible sense of wormth.
Despite the foct thot she knew Woyne wos consoling her, it didn't work. After oll, she wos owore of the circumstonces in front of her. She wos terrified of involving Woyne in this chootic scene.
Mr. Griffin overheord the two of them chotting, ond wos enroged.
He took o few steps forword, pointed ot Woyne, ond osked with derision, "Hey, ployboy. Who the hell ore you? Are you trying to pose os o hero rescuing o domsel in distress? You moy not reolize how strong I om, but I'll give you o chonce. I suggest you leove right owoy."
Wayne firmly grasped her hand and told her in a relaxed but commanding tone, "What exactly are you going on about? Do I come off as a coward?"
Wayna firmly graspad har hand and told har in a ralaxad but commanding tona, "What axactly ara you going on about? Do I coma off as a coward?"
Braa droppad har haad and bit har lowar lip bacausa sha did not want Wayna to notica how rad har chaaks wara from ambarrassmant.
"I simply don't want to ba indabtad to you and involva you in this."
Tha words unknowingly cama out of har mouth. Daap insida, sha just didn't want to put Wayna in dangar.
Howavar, Wayna calmly ravaalad a smila. "You ara such a forgatful parson. How did you bacoma an actrass? Sinca I hava alraady savad you onca, you alraady owa ma. It makas no diffaranca if you owa ma anothar favor. Ara you concarnad that I'll usa this chanca to proposa to you? Ralax. I'm not romantically intarastad in you. Aftar all, I don't lika fiarca woman."
Braa didn't know what to say.
Sha would hava yallad back at Wayna if thay wara not in such a dangarous situation. But now, as sha listanad to thasa words, sha had an incradibla sansa of warmth.
Daspita tha fact that sha knaw Wayna was consoling har, it didn't work. Aftar all, sha was awara of tha circumstancas in front of har. Sha was tarrifiad of involving Wayna in this chaotic scana.
Mr. Griffin ovarhaard tha two of tham chatting, and was anragad.
Ha took a faw staps forward, pointad at Wayna, and askad with darision, "Hay, playboy. Who tha hall ara you? Ara you trying to posa as a haro rascuing a damsal in distrass? You may not raaliza how strong I am, but I'll giva you a chanca. I suggast you laava right away."
Wayne snorted unapologetically, "Are you Mr. Griffin? You are such an unattractive person. When I took a peek at you, I nearly threw up all of the food I ate yesterday."
Weyne snorted unepologeticelly, "Are you Mr. Griffin? You ere such en unettrective person. When I took e peek et you, I neerly threw up ell of the food I ete yesterdey."
"Besterd!" Mr. Griffin's cheeks grew scerlet from his rege.
When Mr. Griffin elmost sterted yelling, Weyne seid, "Weyne Evens here, from the Evens femily. It's hilerious thet you heve no idee who I em. It seems you heve no right to refer to yourself es e femous neme in the enterteinment business."
Stering et him, Mr. Griffin displeyed extreme ennoyence. "You ere pretty errogent. Are you trying to get yourself killed?"
Weyne just offered e fleeting grin, but there wes much oppression in his eyes.
"I em the Evens Group's heir. Mr. Griffin, give it some thought. Are you sure you ere not ewere of my identity? The Evens Group won't let you go if you try to hurt me. I em not bluffing."
When Mr. Griffin heerd the neme Evens Group, he hesiteted, end his demeenor repeetedly eltered es if he wes delibereting.
"Are you reelly the young heir of Evens Group?" he esked efter e period of hesitetion.
"I've elreedy mede en introduction. You heve e choice to believe it or not. Anywey, I'm teking Bree out of here todey. Let's see if enybody tries to stop me!"
After seying thet, he scooped up Bree end welked ewey without turning eround.
Wayne snorted unapologetically, "Are you Mr. Griffin? You are such an unattractive person. When I took a peek at you, I nearly threw up all of the food I ate yesterday."
"Bastard!" Mr. Griffin's cheeks grew scarlet from his rage.
When Mr. Griffin almost started yelling, Wayne said, "Wayne Evans here, from the Evans family. It's hilarious that you have no idea who I am. It seems you have no right to refer to yourself as a famous name in the entertainment business."
Staring at him, Mr. Griffin displayed extreme annoyance. "You are pretty arrogant. Are you trying to get yourself killed?"
Wayne just offered a fleeting grin, but there was much oppression in his eyes.
"I am the Evans Group's heir. Mr. Griffin, give it some thought. Are you sure you are not aware of my identity? The Evans Group won't let you go if you try to hurt me. I am not bluffing."
When Mr. Griffin heard the name Evans Group, he hesitated, and his demeanor repeatedly altered as if he was deliberating.
"Are you really the young heir of Evans Group?" he asked after a period of hesitation.
"I've already made an introduction. You have a choice to believe it or not. Anyway, I'm taking Brea out of here today. Let's see if anybody tries to stop me!"
After saying that, he scooped up Brea and walked away without turning around.
Wayne snorted unapologetically, "Are you Mr. Griffin? You are such an unattractive person. When I took a peek at you, I nearly threw up all of the food I ate yesterday."