“Hey there, sweetheart! Where headed? How a with us? The biker leader leered at Vanina, his raking her. His joined in whistles and crude calls. ignored them, tightening on her box. “Playing hard to get, huh? I like that. let’s see how icy you stay in bed,” sneered, off his motorcycle and reaching for her chin. Yanina jerked head back, stepping of reach. Td suggest you boys show some and look for trouble,” she warned. her eyes narrowing. “Haha, got fire! Mr. go it, thugs egged on, trying to bolster the man’s courage. The guy from the Ford family his as he pulled knife. “Listen, just along quietly, that face might get he threatened, drawing more laughter from the gang- “Oh Why don’t you wait a moment…. Yanina replied with a cold her voice dropping lower, her gaze iry “Wow, got some guts. Looks like you got lucky tonight, Mr. Ford,” thinking she was and about to cave, whistling and congratulating him. He smirked, his eyes he moved in Yanina… As she carefully placed the box Rose‘ tea Set down, rolled up her sleeves. man was just half meter away when suddenly, a shadow loomed him. A loud echoed, sound ringing out. Yanina Mr. Ford hard the all it. “P” spat our saliva, tasting the metallic flavor. “You bitch…” he started lunge, but before could, Yanina’s sharp heel a vulnerable spot! Ford howled in pain and “You witch! You think you take me on? Get her!” he barked. His moved in on Yanina without hesitation. Yanina stood ground, her gaze steady on thugs. In the dim light, the crimson mole by her seemed to gleam. The growl of a motorcycle through the air. A bike roared up and skidded a stop nearby. The rider, clad in gear and helmet, dismounted and “Well, well, a bunch of tough guys against one girl. That’s real brave. Ford clutched his groin, sweat beading on forehead. He himself up, wincing, and newcomer a glare. “Mind your own he snapped. “This ain’t light. The man off revealing a handsome face, his the moonlight. Yanina over, and eyes met. He was momentarily captivated by her stunning taken aback. “Didn’t you hear him Beat it! The thugs glared at the newcomer, fists raised, ready attack. The man snapped back to reality, facing the closest thug with confidence. He swung the helmet he was smashing it the a loud “thud. ” The thug grimaced in pain. Seeing this, the other thugs their teeth and charged at hum together. they were no match for him. easily their attacks, none of them even managed graze his clothes. He countered his helmet, them one by unt In just few minutes, several thugs lay on the nursing their and crying out in pain. couldn’t win. Glaring at the man, he spat, “We’ll see this? Then he and gang hopped on motorcycles and sped off, humiliated. Tue, Oct 22 455 “Thanks,” Yanina in relief, giving the man a polite nod. Under the moonlight, bright smile revealed a charming dimple. She couldn’t but think he was really handsome. he offered, patting the seat of motorcycle. checked her phone. “No thanks, my ride’s the way. He nodded, pushing the issue. in slightly, he whispered with a smile, “Next time, maybe don’t dress that while for a ride. Even I might find it to resist. We’ll meet again. Yanina watched thinking he looked familiar but couldn’t quite place him. He laughed warmly, put on his helmet, and rode away. At the residence. walked in and spotted Cameron. She had to vent. “Cameron, can’t you handle Yanina? Do you know what she did today? She embarrassed the Zamora family!” Cameron asked, surprised. Sherry shouted, “I took her to an auction, and she scored Rose‘ Tea Set. With your grandpa’s coming up, thought it would be perfect him. So, offered her 3 for it. But guess what? Yanina refused and even gave me a look!” “Your grandpa has always doted on even giving her shares in Everbright Group her. Now, his birthday here, she can’t even part with a set of porcelain? Honestly, the Zamora family raised child!” Sherry fumed, of Yanina’s face fueling her anger. Cameron listened in silence, a soft sigh. “Mom, don’t worry about my grandpa’s gift. I’ve taken care of it. I’ll talk Yanina about today! Sherry wanted to say but noticed the fatigue on her face. Sighing, she relented. know to be good wife to the family. She hasn’t been you judging by how look. Make prepares some nourishing soup you to help you recover. responded a soft “hmm,” as of marriage with Yanina surfaced. She used shop for fresh every day, cooking meals making soups for him. After the divorce, house as something was missing. found himself missing Yanina. matter how late he worked, always left a warm light on for him got home. “Oh, today Yanina acted distant, calling Mrs. She clearly propriety! I’ve always said that girl from such humble background shouldn’t have been allowed in the Zamora