Chapter 215: Chapter 215: Bristling with Rage, Beasts!

These people looked fierce, clearly not ordinary villagers, and they were carrying long sticks. What were they planning to do?

Cecilia’s eyelids twitched violently; she instinctively released Adrian’s hand and rushed towards her grandmother’s small courtyard.

In this world, Cecilia didn’t have many loved ones left. Currently, the only remaining ones were her younger brother Evan Vaughn, still in his senior year of high school, and her grandmother Joan Sinclair, who taught in Veridia.

If someone harmed her, it didn’t matter; she could wait for an opportunity to retaliate. But harming someone she cared about was absolutely intolerable!

...

Cecilia exerted too much force and accidentally knocked over the basket of vegetables Adrian was carrying to the ground.

"Cecilia..."

Adrian didn’t expect Cecilia to act so impulsively; he hesitated for a few seconds, then picked up the basket and quickly chased after her.

Though Cecilia’s figure was slender, her three years in prison were not for nothing; she reached her grandmother’s courtyard almost in the blink of an eye.

"Who are you, and what are you doing here? Are you trying to trespass on private property?"

Cecilia had just spoken when she saw a scene that made her eyes fill with rage!

All the blood in her body seemed ready to ignite; anger invaded every nerve!

...

Previously, due to a blind spot, Cecilia had only seen the burly men at the entrance; now she realized that an excavator had already arrived on the other side of the alley!

And the bald man with a scar, leading the group, stretched out his muscular arm, directly lifting Joan, a frail and slender woman, and violently throwing her to the ground!

"You annoying old hag, you just won’t listen!"

"Do you know what we’re here for? The higher-ups said to tear this place down, and you dare to stop me!"

Joan was at such an age where her body couldn’t match a younger person; how could she withstand the bald, scarred man’s violent shove?

With a loud thump, Joan’s body, like a delicate butterfly, staggered and fell, rolling to the grape arbor in the small courtyard.

Her pale lips directly oozed blood!

"Grandma—"

Cecilia screamed with heart-wrenching anguish, hurriedly supporting Joan, her heart clenched into a knot, wishing she could tear the scar-faced man to pieces!

"You beasts!"

"Grandma, are you alright, Grandma?"

Cecilia helped Joan to sit on a bench by the grape arbor, the veins on her forehead taut one by one.

The bald, scarred man hadn’t noticed Cecilia earlier; now he looked over and was instantly amazed!

"Wow, where did this beauty come from?!"

He lasciviously stroked his chin and looked at several of his underlings beside him: "Ox, why haven’t I heard that this old hag has relatives?"

The underling called Ox was also entranced by Cecilia’s appearance, nearly drooling!

"Brother Strong, I haven’t heard either! Joan has always been independent; I’ve never heard of her having a granddaughter!"

...

Since that’s the case, she must be a distant relative; even neighbors in Veridia City aren’t familiar with her anymore!

This young woman is so beautiful; they were tasked to forcefully demolish Joan’s house anyway. They’ve already hit people, so why not take Cecilia along too?

What a lucrative deal!

This young lady looks so fresh; she might still be a virgin. Veridia values a woman’s reputation highly, surely Cecilia won’t dare to say anything after being bullied by these brothers!

The bald, scarred man and his many underlings exchanged knowing glances, a vile thought flashed through his mind, and he immediately laughed sinisterly!

"Hey, since you call this old chap grandma, are you her granddaughter?"

The bald, scarred man walked forward with a smile, staring at Cecilia with utmost fascination, as if wishing he could strip Cecilia right there and then!

Cecilia had delicate and exquisite features; even without makeup, she surpassed numerous ordinary women.

At the moment, she was anxiously holding Joan, her black hair covering part of her cheek, her almond eyes were red and filled with tears, her eyebrows tender, stirring men’s desires to both protect and destroy!

Really wanted to see Cecilia crying under him; she would be particularly beautiful!

The more he thought, the more vile the bald, scarred man became, and he swallowed his saliva involuntarily.

"Little sister, why aren’t you speaking?"

...

Cecilia stood up, her voice incredibly soft yet filled with overwhelming hatred and indifference.

"Who are you? Why did you harm my grandma? Who sent you?"

The bald, scarred man chuckled; he thought Cecilia looked so stubborn and tearful, decisively a spicy little chili, he was getting hard just looking!

"Beauty, you’re asking me, huh? As long as you obey me, Brother Strong will treat you to luxury, and I’ll tell you right away!"

The bald, scarred man’s teasing tone was entirely indecent, while Cecilia cautiously looked around for any tools she could use for defense. But on the surface, she was extremely composed, showing no trace of humiliation.

Thinking of the excavator outside, Cecilia narrowed her almond eyes.

"Are you here to demolish the house?"

"Yes, someone you offended; the higher-ups want to take you down~"

The higher-ups?

Who did they offend?

Cecilia keenly captured these two words.

The bald, scarred man smiled slyly, almost drooling at Cecilia as beautiful as a flower: "Beauty, if you give me a kiss, I’ll spare your grandma for now, how about that?"

Inside and outside, it was all his brothers, all big and rugged; to the bald, scarred man, how could two weak women like Cecilia and Joan resist!

So he wasn’t afraid of Cecilia resisting at all!

...

Because of being shoved to the ground earlier, Joan’s head was sweating from the pain.

But now, the bald, scarred man wanted to assault Cecilia, so Joan immediately supported her ailing body, trembling to stand up, trying to block that beast.

"Please, spare my granddaughter, she’s innocent. Don’t harm her; this is illegal!"

"Illegal? I know people in high places, what the hell am I afraid of! Go ahead and report me if you have the guts!"

The bald, scarred man laughed and glanced at Joan mockingly, nearly clutching his belly at Joan’s naiveness.

"Beauty, have you made up your mind? Better come with me!"

Without waiting for Cecilia’s response, the bald, scarred man hastily rushed over, his strong arm reaching directly for Cecilia’s chest.

But no one had anticipated that before he could reach her, the air suddenly filled with a dramatic "crack"!

Everyone was instantly stunned!

Time seemed to stand still this second!

"Ow, my hand—"

The bald, scarred man incredulously looked down, only to see the delicate beauty had captured his elbow in an unbelievable position!

He had a fracture!

The bald, scarred man cursed with pain!

"How dare you! Brothers, get her! Take this girl down!"

Several of the underlings excitedly rubbed their fists, but before they could move, they were suddenly interrupted by screaming at the door—