Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee by Lily Foster

“All the underlings have been taken care of. Now, it’s time for some interrogation.”

Aylin turned around, her face also showing no sign of surprise.

If it weren’t for them blocking the way, she would have already finished cooking by now, and would be

enjoying a warm welcome party with her brothers.

A strikingly beautiful brother and sister stood with their backs to the sunlight, appearing as if divine

assassins had descended upon the world.

With Harry around, there was no need for Aylin to take action. He shielded

Aylin behind him and stepped on Blondie’s face with one foot.

The step was utterly ruthless, hostile and powerful.

“Who sent you here?”

As the saying went, to catch the thieves, you must first catch their leader. Seeing Blondie, their leader,

being treated so brutally, the others were terrified and dared not even breathe. They were all afraid that

they would be the next one to suffer such abuse!

Blondie’s pride was hurt, and he clenched his teeth in anger. He insisted on being tough and refused to

tell the truth at once.

It was true that they took the money. However, they couldn’t expose the mastermind if they wanted to

continue in this industry.

“Ew! Boy toy, don’t even think-”

Harry furrowed his brow, gathering strength in his feet. “You think I don’t dare to kill you?”

His tone was icy cold, devoid of any pretentious arrogance, yet it made Blondie shudder involuntarily as

a chill ran up his spine.

Harry didn’t give him much chance to hesitate or think. He grabbed a handful of the blonde hair and,

with a swift motion, yanked it down, slamming it hard against the ground.

Upon seeing him, Blondie was terrified. The man had a pair of charming and passionate eyes, but he

seemed to be insane.

At one moment, Harry was smiling at the woman.

However, once he turned around, he was glaring at Blondie so fiercely and with such an aggressive

stance. It was as if Harry wanted to crush Blondie to death. Could this be a case of schizophrenia?

“Ah! I’ll tell you! I’ll say everything! Ah!”

Blondie shouted loudly.

“You’re too late.”

It was only after Blondie forcefully bowed his head to Aylin that Harry finally let go of his grip.

Aylin took a handkerchief and helped Harry wipe his face.

Blondie covered his swollen forehead with a pained expression and said, “I-it was Sebastian Coop who

sent us! He said that a woman had offended him, so he gave some money to us and asked us to teach

her a lesson, and that would be the end of it!’

They originally thought it would be an easy task, as they imagined the young lady from a wealthy family

to be delicate and easy to bully. Who would have thought that Aylin would turn out to be such a tough

nut to crack?

“Sebastian Coop?”

Harry’s attractive eyes suddenly narrowed, and he said indifferently, “Not only did he slander you, but

he also dares to take action now? Seems like he’s tired of living, huh?”

Aylin exclaimed, “Harry, you knew?”

“He’s been bullying you till that extent, yet you think I wouldn’t know?” Harry replied.

Aylin thought for a moment and quickly understood. It must had been Robert who spread the gossip.

“Really, Robert just tells you all everything…”

“He doesn’t need to say it, unless he can withstand Willie and I’s punches.”

Harry smiled at Aylin, and then his expression turned indifferent for a moment. Glancing at the thugs on

the ground, who were holding their heads and begging for mercy, he made a decision. “I’ll help you

deal with Sebastian’s side of things. As for these few ants, just send them to the police station.”

Upon hearing this, Aylin furrowed her brow. For some reason, her intuition as a woman told her that

things were not as simple as they seemed.

Sebastian had just gone bankrupt and gotten a divorce. Even if he had the energy to confront her, he

probably wouldn’t have the resources or connections to do so.

How could he seek revenge so quickly?

Aylin took two steps forward, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, as she stared intently at Blondie. “How

did you know to ambush me here? Who told you about my whereabouts?”

If someone were to secretly monitor her daily activities, that would be outrageous!

Blondie stammered, unable to speak for a moment.

Suddenly, his gaze flicked past Aylin, and his pupils dilated slightly. It was a physiological reaction

people had when they were nervous or overly excited.

Aylin’s eyes suddenly sharpened.

There’s a problem!

Just as she had anticipated, at this very moment, one of the young thugs who had previously been

dealt with by Aylin swiftly got up and, brandishing a sharp weapon, charged straight at Aylin!

The thug heard that Harry was going to take him to the station.

He definitely wouldn’t go to the police station. After all, his life be ruined if he went in. With both of

these people facing away from him, there was a chance he could successfully launch a sneak attack!

Aylin’s face suddenly turned indifferent, as she keenly caught onto the subtle detail and prepared to

counterattack. Instinctively, Harry protected Aylin by pulling her into his embrace, and in the process,

the two accidentally started a scuffle.

Their actions slowed them down a bit.

The attacker’s eyes lit up!

You guys are dead!

With a sinister grin, the man lunged toward Aylin. However, he didn’t expect a tall and lean figure to

appear beside her, swift and fierce like a gust of chilling wind.

Before the thug could get a clear look at the newcomer, he was struck hard in the head with a punch.

The force of the blow was so intense that he didn’t even have a chance to cry out in pain before losing

consciousness.

Harry didn’t get a clear look at the man’s face, only catching a glimpse of his finely tailored suit. In the

next second, the man threw another punch at him!

At the same time, the man said to Aylin, “Move aside and find a safe place to hide!”