mijobooks Chapter 25 Treasure Boy
Chapter 25 Treasure Boy
Isabella didn't bother the shop assistants; she knew the real trouble wasn't there.
After swiping her card at the cashier, she didn't say a word and walked out with Lin Simon, who was dressed in glamorous designer clothes.
Seeing the displeasure on Isabella's face, Simon Lin guessed that it was probably another "good news" about Edgar.
This guy is a real gem. He can run into a scandal involving him just by going out to buy a new outfit, right?
"Are you ready?"
As soon as she got into the Porsche, Isabella slammed the door shut, but took a deep breath and looked at Simon Lin: "Now, we're going to speed up."
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Just as Lin Ximeng subconsciously fastened his seatbelt, Isabella floored the accelerator and revved the engine.
The sports car engine roared furiously, and the tires slid off the ground.
"Mrs. Isabella, at this speed, won't we attract the police?"
Isabella is fast and amazing, but her driving style is even more amazing.
By Lin Ximeng's standards, it was blatant reckless driving; several cars that were overtaken barely passed by.
Lin Ximeng glanced at the instrument panel, the needle almost pointing to 120 mph, and thought to himself: This speed is at least a 4-star level.
A speed of 120 mph clearly exceeds the speed limit on this road. If it encounters traffic police officers driving a Dodge Charger, they might have to pull it over in an American-style pit stop.
Isabella, however, seemed unconcerned: "I have plenty of money to pay bail."
Is there such a way to eliminate stars?
Lin Ximeng exclaimed that it was an eye-opening experience.
Not long after, a dusty pickup truck behind suddenly honked its horn and swayed behind the sports car, clearly unwilling to be overtaken.
Lin Ximeng looked back and saw the pickup truck slowly pull up beside him. The bearded man in the driver's seat leaned out, first glancing at Isabella's frosty face, then his eyes lit up.
A woman with a sports car already has an extra three points in terms of looks.
Adding to Isabella's elegant demeanor, the bearded man was clearly somewhat bewildered.
The bearded man then turned his gaze to Lin Simon and suddenly whistled loudly: "Brother, you're something else, riding in a Porsche and wearing Gucci. This rich lady is really good to you."
After saying that, he gave Lin Ximeng a "I understand" look, then released the accelerator and drove away.
Lin Ximeng felt misunderstood. Who was the rich woman's gigolo?
Ah, but considering I got a free outfit, I'll let it go and not make a fuss about it today.
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Before long, the two arrived at their destination, Villa 16 in the Weige Villa District.
Most of the villas here are three-story structures. In addition to their large lawns, another feature is that each villa has its own private swimming pool.
As soon as the Porsche stopped in front of the white villa, Lin Ximeng heard deafening music coming from the direction of the swimming pool.
Champagne towers lined the blue pool, bikini-clad girls strolled around holding glasses, and several shirtless men played water volleyball, creating a lively atmosphere reminiscent of an open-air bar.
Isabella paused as she pushed open the car door, her face even paler than before.
As the two walked toward the pool, Simon Lin saw from afar that under the parasol in the middle of the pool, a middle-aged man named Edgar, wearing floral shorts, was surrounded by three young women, with one in each arm around the waist. He was leaning down to kiss the girl on the far left, with lipstick marks still on his lips, and he was smiling smugly.
Seeing this, Lin Ximeng was secretly pleased: "Goodness, this saves me from having to search through the study for photos. This guy puts the 'evidence' out in the open himself. How thoughtful!"
Looking at Isabella beside her, her fingertips trembled slightly as she held her bag, and her eyes, fixed on the center of the pool, seemed to be spitting fire.
Simon Lin leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Mrs. Isabella, would you like me to help you get rid of these people? Let's make it a little quieter here."
He tugged at his Gucci shirt. Lin Simon felt a little embarrassed that he hadn't put in any effort to help someone give him such an expensive gift.
Isabella nodded and replied coldly, "Okay!"
Lin Ximeng paused, his hands still rolled up in his sleeves, and added, "My method might be a bit rough. You wouldn't mind if Edgar got hurt, would you?"
Isabella didn't speak immediately; she knew what Simon Lin meant.
But even now, she still has some hesitation.
It wasn't until Edgar was seen whispering in the ear of the girl he had just kissed, his hand still rubbing against her waist, that he saw him then pull his arm around a girl in a fluorescent bikini next to him, lean down and kiss her, leaving two different colored lipstick marks on the corner of his mouth, and grinning arrogantly.
"Make it however you like!"
Isabella's voice sounded like she was gritting her teeth, "Even if you break his legs, I'll cover his medical expenses."
Clearly, that one glance had completely shattered her last shred of hesitation.
Lin Ximeng grinned and took big, quick strides, squeezing through the crowd by the pool.
Because of his towering height of 1.85 meters and muscular physique, he jostled and pushed the men and women on the street.
Lin Ximeng took a few steps to Edgar's side, and before Edgar could react, his fist slammed into Edgar's face with a thud. Several screams rang out from the surrounding area.
[Skill activated, instant burst power lv.0]
With that punch, blood immediately flowed from Edgar's left nostril.
"What the hell? Fxxk, what are you doing?"
Edgar covered his nose and cursed, about to throw a punch in retaliation, when he tripped over the anti-slip mat by the pool.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lin Ximeng threw two more punches, one to his stomach and the other to his back, pushing him backward and causing him to fall into the pool with a "plop," splashing water all over the bikini-clad girls next to him.
At this moment, the surrounding security guards began to react, and several men in black suits immediately surrounded them.
"Who sent you?" Lin Ximeng asked calmly, shouting, "How come my boss didn't know there was a party today?"
As he spoke, he pointed in Isabella's direction.
The security guards turned around and saw the woman of the house with a frosty expression standing there, and immediately stopped in their tracks.
Being a security guard just means you're physically stronger; it doesn't mean you've lost your brain from working out or taking drugs.
Which of these security guards didn't know that the real owner of this villa was Isabella?
Now that she's brought people to the place, who dares to make a move? Will we still get paid?
Edgar thrashed about in the pool, looking up. When he saw Isabella standing on the shore, his face turned pale instantly.
He frantically clung to the edge of the pool, desperately trying to explain, "Darling, it's not what you think!"
They've been caught red-handed, and they're still trying to deny it?
Lin Ximeng was somewhat curious. As a kept man, what clever tricks could he possibly have in this situation?
"These are all new models the company hired," Edgar said, pointing to the stunned girls beside him, his voice trembling, but he tried to remain calm.
"It's for a poolside themed magazine shoot, a business project! I didn't tell you beforehand because I was worried you'd be too busy!"
He was still unwilling to give up, clinging to the edge of the pool as he tried to climb out, his eyes full of hope. He knew that Isabella had always trusted him before, and if he said a few more sweet words, he might be able to fool her.
Hearing these clumsy excuses, Lin Ximeng shook his head: That's it?
I thought you, who throws a party at home, must have some profound insights, but now that I hear it, it's really not that great.
Just as Edgar was propping himself up on the edge of the pool, Simon Lin stepped on his wrist and pressed down on his shoulder, forcing half of Edgar's body back into the water.
"Who are you?!" Edgar stared, looking both embarrassed and bewildered.
Catching a glimpse of Lin Ximeng's handsome face behind his designer clothes, I suddenly felt a pang of unease and a sense of foreboding rose within me.
"I'm Mrs. Isabella's temporary housekeeper," Lin Simon said with a roguish grin, gesturing to the still-frosty-faced wealthy woman behind him.
"Now, my boss thinks these people are too noisy. You need to get rid of them all."
Before Edgar could react, Simon Lin pushed him back into the pool with all his might.
With a "plop," the water splashed even higher.
Edgar thrashed his head above water, not daring to linger any longer, and yelled at the girls who were staring blankly at the poolside, "Get out! All of you get out of here right now! Don't stay here!"