Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot-Chapter 713 - 712: Lewis, Are You Stupid?

Given the circumstances, the only option was to adapt and counter each move. This was the scene Owen Lewis encountered upon entering.

Damn it, what on earth is this? he thought. Why is this so different from what I expected?

He immediately stepped forward, sending one bodyguard flying with a kick. Spotting Fiona Sutton fending off some men nearby, he quickly advanced and delivered several more kicks to her attackers.

"You’re the bitch!" Fiona yelled. "Let me tell you, don’t mess with women!"

Fierce and unrelenting, Fiona unleashed powerful kicks, utterly unconcerned whether the men lived or died.

With Owen Lewis’s arrival, the scene suddenly fell silent.

This man was no simple character; from the aura he exuded alone, one could feel a chilling bloodlust.

His hands, no doubt, are stained with blood, the onlookers thought. The mere realization of this was enough to make them freeze, terrified of becoming his target.

Owen Lewis casually wiped his nose, then turned to look at Fiona.

This woman... could she be the friend Nia Mitchell mentioned earlier? he mused. Um... Does she look like she’s the one in trouble?

Once Fiona had her fill of kicking, she let out a breath and looked up at Owen Lewis.

"Thanks, bro."

She offered a small smile. Just then, Nia Mitchell walked in.

"Fiona, are you alright?"

The Buffet Restaurant was a complete disaster, littered with tableware and food strewn all over the floor. It was nearly impossible to find a clear spot to step.

Fiona smiled, completely unbothered, and walked right over the scattered food to the doorway where Nia Mitchell stood.

"I’m fine. They’re the ones in trouble. Are you okay?"

Fiona looked Nia Mitchell up and down, only relaxing once she confirmed Nia was unharmed.

"I’m fine. It’s a good thing Owen Lewis came," Nia said with a smile, then introduced Owen to Fiona.

"Owen Lewis?" Fiona repeated.

Nia might have introduced him casually, but the name ’Owen Lewis’ made everyone else present stiffen. Indeed, Nia and Fiona were probably the only ones there unfamiliar with his infamous reputation.

Police Chief Zhang, the other officers, the bodyguards, and the Manager—everyone gasped.

He was the underworld’s Owen Lewis, the second young master of the Lewis family.

"Who is he? How do you have yet another friend I don’t know?" Fiona furrowed her brow. She instantly decided to keep her distance from this man; he felt far too dangerous—even more so than being around Yancy Hastings.

Nia faltered for a moment, then gave an awkward smile. "He’s a friend of Young Master Peary."

Fiona nodded. Ah, so that’s it, she thought. That makes sense. Considering who Young Master Peary is, it’s natural he’d have such formidable friends.

"Would you two shut up?" Owen Lewis cut in. He had been standing to the side, listening to their chatter, and had clearly had enough.

Nia was taken aback and looked at Owen Lewis awkwardly.

Fiona, however, was instantly displeased. Whether we talk or not, what business is it of his?

"Who do you think you are, telling us to shut up?" Fiona retorted.

Owen Lewis gazed at her in disbelief. Well, now. A little spitfire, is she?

Intrigued by Fiona’s defiance, Owen Lewis pressed, "Do you know who I am?"

Fiona rolled her eyes at him. Is this guy an idiot?

"Wasn’t your name just mentioned? You’re Owen Lewis."

"Correct, I am," Owen affirmed. "But do you know who Owen Lewis *is*?"

This time, he was clearly asking about his identity and status.

Fiona, however, simply replied, "Owen Lewis is you. Seriously, are you an idiot?"

She looked at him strangely, her contempt for his question growing.