Chapter 554
After half an hour, Dante had poured out all his thoughts about the southern region’s underworld gang. Feeling somewhat uneasy after his confession, he realized Yvette was more intimidating than any influential gangster he’d met before since he’d met his fair share of big shots.
It wasn’t a surface–level hardness but a chilling nonchalance. Yvette seemed like a woman who could end a life with a smile. Dante had never encountered such a person before. He stood there, waiting respectfully for Yvette to speak.
Yvette sat with her legs crossed, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly as she flicked a strand of hair behind her ear. Her tone was indifferent as she casually said only two words. Your background.”
Hendrick, kneeling on the ground with a broken hand, spat and neered, “That Dante is nothing but trash. A low–life from the slums. His mother abandoned him at birth, and his drug–addicted father, who also had a mistress, died years ago.”
Hendrick added. “He grew up in a dump and now he thinks he can rule the southern region? What a joke. Who does he think he is?”
Hendrick’s words pierced Dante’s heart like a knife. Dante’s expression shifted immediately into one of both grimness and embarrassment. His humble beginnings were a constant source of shame he couldn’t escape.
If it weren’t for his utterly humble beginnings, Pentagon Gang wouldn’t have missed out on their chance to rise.
Hendrick seemed to have given up now, starting to act recklessly, provocatively staring at Yvette and Jeremiah from a distance.
The next second, Yvette casually strolled over to Hendrick, hands in pockets, a slight smirk playing on her lips. “Who told you that trash from the slums can’t rule the southern region?” she drawled.
Yvette’s gaze held Hendrick captive, leaving him speechless. With a swift kick, she sent him sprawling, and a bone–crunching sound filled the air. After a blood–curdling yell, Hendrick lay motionless, his ribs broken under the forceful impact
Dante had thought Yvette would dismiss him for being from the slums. But when Yvette stood up for him, Dante felt a sense of relief. His clenched fists loosened gradually. He was determined to prove that his past didn’t dictate his future.
Jeremiah’s gaze was fixed on Yvette. When he saw her use the ancient combat power, he knew she was angry. Frowning, he wondered, ‘What does a girl like her have to do with the slums? Perhaps it has something to do with her past.
Mario watched as Hendrick lay motionless and beaten on the ground, having been assaulted by both Yvette and Jeremiah. He was about to say something when he hesitated. “Hendrick is one thing, but what about Union Gang? They’re not to be trifled with, thought Mario.
Just as Mario had feared, a commotion and a bustling noise came from the entrance of the diner. Mario knew things had gone south and immediately tensed up, knowing that Union Gang had likely arrived after finding out what had happened.
Dante and the Pentagon Gang’s members became extremely alen. Only Hendrick, lying half–dead on the ground, his eyes bloodshot, heard a familiar voice. Like a worthless lump, he suddenly roared, “Save me! Save me! I’m here!” As soon as he finished his plea, he fainted.
Dante immediately turned to Yvette. With over 1000 gang members against them, a one–on–one fight was impossible. For now, they needed to escape with their lives. Anything else could wait.
Dante’s face was grim. “Ms. Zeller, let’s leave through the back door. The Union Gang must have arrived. Your men haven’t shown up yet!”
He added, “Even if they did, with most of the southern region under the Union Gang’s control, I doubt we’d stand a chance. Let’s get out of here first.”
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Chapter 554
Dante didn’t get where he was today by brute force alone. If that was all it took, he’d have suffered
a tragic death.
Taking off his apron. Mario urged, “Yes, you should all go now. Hendrick has to die. I can cover for you. Just get out of here.”
Dante grabbed Mario’s arm. “Come on, Mr. Cattaneo. Let’s get out of here. I’ll look after you. If the Union Gang sees Hendrick lying here dead, they won’t believe any story you tell. absolutely refuse to leave you here alone.”
As the heavy footsteps came closer, Pentagon Gang members grew more anxious. “We have to go, Dante!” his men urged.
“Yeah, Mr. Cattaneo, let’s go together. We can’t leave you here alone! It was clear that they all had a deep bond and a strong sense of loyalty. Even in this dire situation, they weren’t willing to abandon Mario.
The tension was at its peak. Yvette’s green eyes, as deep and still as a pond, seemed to pierce through the group. She casually ordered, “Sit down.”
Her voice was so flat and cold, it sent a shiver down their spines, Yvette’s two simple words instantly calmed the tense atmosphere.
Without a second thought, Dante sank into the nearest chair. Mario and the others quickly followed, all sitting up straight as if they were about to attend a formal meeting.
They exchanged glances. ‘For once, we’re actually on the same page, they thought to themselves.
Mario felt a bit embarrassed too. It was humiliating to be so taken aback by a young girl, especially at his age.
Yvette sat down leisurely, then slowly poured herself and Jeremiah a cup of coffee. She kept one cup for herself and pushed the other toward Jeremiah.
Jeremiah took a sip of his coffee, his expression impassive as always. “Have you made up your mind?”
Yvette lifted her gaze, twirling the cup in her hand with a mischievous glint in her eye. She gave Dante a lazy look while twirling her cup. “How about we go with him?” she said coolly.
The others were left completely baffled by the conversation. They seemed to grasp parts of the conversation but couldn’t quite connect the dots
Dante felt like he’d been possessed too. ‘Why am I listening to a woman I’ve only met once? No matter how capable she is, how could she possibly take on a gang as big as Union Gang?‘ he wondered..
For some reason, he believed in Yvette. It was a strange feeling, one he couldn’t quite explain. However, he believed his gut feeling and chose to follow Yvette’s advice, sitting quietly and waiting for Yvette to say something.
Dante and his men kept their eyes glued to the diner’s entrance. As soon as the door swung open, they were prepared to immediately draw their weapons and fight. However, Yvette and Jeremiah sipped their coffee leisurely, unfazed by the growing threat.
Just as the door was about to open, Dante and Mario, along with the others, felt their hearts leap into their throats.
The door, which was supposed to be opened, was suddenly slammed shut forcefully. Immediately after, they heard more footsteps, and the noise outside intensified. However, the footsteps they heard now were noticeably more uniform than before, indicating a high level of discipline.
Jeremiah quickly realized who Yvette called–she’d summoned the Seventy–Two Chambers of the Goodman family. These were ruthless mercenaries rumored to have ravaged Mysonna’s underworld gang, and they were at Yvette’s command. Jeremiah raised an eyebrow, his gaze narrowing. “When are you going to train me?” he asked casually, in an earnest manner,
Yvette put down her water glass and looked at him impassively. She raised an eyebrow and pursed her lips, slowly asking. “Aren’t I training you every night? What, you think my training isn’t intense enough?”
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A knowing smile graced Jeremiah’s lips as he thought, ‘She’d never lost in this regard. After a pause, he said, “I think we could push our training a bit further,”
