The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 559

Chapter 559: 496 Shocked: The Lorentz Family’s Investment [1 more update]_2

"If this were any other company, they’d probably have been scared off by the Bevin Family by now and abandoned their artist."

Xie Manyu felt drowsy, sinking into sleep.

She did not know how much time had passed when the door of the hospital room was violently thrown open.

It was the middle-aged man, returning with a group of hired mercenaries.

"Grab her," he pointed at the girl and then at Xie Manyu, "and then pull out her oxygen and all that. Betty is still unconscious, this little Best Actress thinks she can wake up?"

Xie Manyu’s expression changed as she struggled to get up, "Boss!"

Ying Zijin looked up, unmoving, and raised her hand, inserting a needle into an acupoint on Xie Manyu’s arm to calm her emotions.

Just then, Betty’s agent barged in, agitated, "Mr. Bevin, your family has sent someone."

"What? I’ll go welcome them right away." The middle-aged man had not left yet when Rita had already entered.

She looked at the mercenaries in the hospital room, her expression darkening.

"Miss," the middle-aged man was shocked, breaking into a sweat as he quickly paid his respects, "Miss, you actually came in person?" _{ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com}

Rita Bevin’s position among the younger generation of the Bevin Family was second to none; even her own brothers were not as favored as she was.

Given the middle-aged man’s status within the Bevin Family, he had no right to enter the residential area of the direct lineage.

He had naturally never met Rita Bevin, only seen her in photographs.

Although the middle-aged man dealt with mercenaries, he was only responsible for hiring them with money.

He was unaware of those true top-tier mercenaries from the Underworld in O Continent, not to mention the Hidden Alliance in the hidden section of the NOK forum.

He had no right to know about those hunter lists either.

The middle-aged man was the one who reported Betty’s injury to the Bevin Family, and the family said they would send someone.

But he had not expected that Rita would be the one to come.

"You couldn’t invite the young miss, but I could," the middle-aged man’s confidence rose, and his tone turned more mocking, "What else do you have to say now?"

Rita merely looked at the girl, quite displeased, "Didn’t I say you could just kill her directly? Why did you still show mercy?"

"Don’t worry about me; I don’t mind. You’re cleaning up for our Bevin Family, I should be thanking you."

The hospital room fell into an instant silence.

Ying Zijin yawned, "I believe in Buddha."

"So what if you believe in Buddha? I believe in God."

"Believers in Buddha do not kill."

Rita: "..."

She actually believed it.

"Now don’t you scram?" Rita glanced at the mercenaries, clapping her hands, "Someone come, take him away. And that one in the hospital room, pull her oxygen tube out. Let’s see who dares to save her."

Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow slightly, "Your hearing isn’t too bad either."

Rita complained, "I have no choice; otherwise, I would not know how many times I have died."

The middle-aged man’s mind buzzed, his voice changed, "M-Miss? Why are you..."

What was going on? Why would the young miss help an outsider?

"What?" Rita let out a cold laugh, "Do I need to report my mahjong buddies to you? Who do you think you are?"

"M-Mahjong? Buddies?" The words buzzed in the middle-aged man’s ears, completely beyond his comprehension.

But he knew, he was done for.

He had offended a friend of Rita’s; even if he had ten groups of mercenaries, it would be of no use.

Mercenaries also have their ranks, and the mercenary group he had on hand was the lowest, D-rank.

But with a flick of Rita’s wrist, they were all A-rank.

"Miss, spare me, please!" The middle-aged man, no longer arrogant as before, knelt down, knocking his head on the ground frantically, "Miss, I was blind. I didn’t recognize you. Please spare me this once, I beg you."

Rita watched the middle-aged man kowtow with interest, "Beauty, should we spare him?"

Ying Zijin fed Xie Manyu another pill, dispassionately saying, "No."

That one word plunged the middle-aged man into a cold abyss, his blood running cold.

Rita Bevin was such a proud person, never bowing to anyone among her peers.

"Did you hear that?" Rita spoke coldly, "Take him away immediately, don’t dirty my eyes here any longer."

The middle-aged man collapsed on the ground, his complexion ashen, his body trembling uncontrollably.