Rebirth of the Deadly Beauty

This Westorian restaurant boasted four stories and had over 20 security guards stationed at all times. Including those off-duty and resting in the staff quarters, the total number exceeded 50.

Olivia had only been outside for a while when over 30 imposing, muscular young men followed her back inside.

Diana's face drained of color at the sight of the guards. Yolanda, on the other hand, stayed entirely untroubled. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

"Feeling scared now, are you?" Samuel taunted Diana with a smirk. "If you don't want anything happening to your daughter, come here, apologize, and spend the night with me. Otherwise, none of you are leaving this place today!"

"Asshole!" Diana shouted furiously. "Do you think you can get away with anything just because you're rich?"

"That's exactly what I believe. What are you going to do about it?" Samuel's smirk widened with satisfaction. "You've got one minute to decide. Don't blame me for making this tough if you don't play along!"

Before Diana could reply, Yolanda locked eyes with Samuel and said coldly, "You've got 30 seconds to get on your knees and apologize to me, or I'll show you what real regret looks like."

Olivia shot Yolanda a furious glare. "What kind of nonsense are you spewing? You think Mr. Liddell should kneel and apologize to you? Who do you think you are? Do you even know who Mr. Liddell is? Let me fill you in. He's the general manager at a Fusion Group branch and a distant relative of Mr. Wright.

"Insulting Mr. Liddell means insulting Fusion Group and the Wright family! Mr. Liddell has already given you a way out, but if you keep up with this shamelessness, you're in for huge trouble!"

As Olivia's words rang out, the onlookers around them gasped in shock. The Wright family was a major power in Riverdale City. They weren't the kind of people one crossed lightly.

Even Diana felt a jolt of panic. She hadn't known Samuel was the general manager of a Fusion Group branch, let alone a relative of the Wright family. This situation had just gotten a whole lot more complicated.

Samuel basked in Olivia's praise, his head held high with arrogance. He absorbed the awe and fear from the others while glaring at Yolanda condescendingly.

"Miss, you've got some nerve for someone your age! I've been running things in Riverdale for years, and you're the first one to have the guts to challenge me. Here's your final chance. Get on your knees, apologize, and lick my shoes clean.

"Your mother will come with me after that, and I might let this go. Otherwise, neither you, your family, nor your friends will find any peace from now on!"

He gestured to the security guards, who had just arrived, and said, "Start the timer. If she doesn't apologize within a minute, break her legs first, then drag her mother over to me!"

The guards standing nearby grinned at Samuel's words. "Don't worry, Mr. Liddell! There's no way they're getting out of this with us around!"

One of the guards quickly pulled out his phone and started the countdown. "59, 58…"

"Your time's running out!" Samuel said impatiently, his stare growing more threatening as Yolanda remained defiant.

"Five, four, three, two, one." The guard finished the countdown, and the group began cracking their knuckles, ready to move.

"Yolanda, what are we going to do now?" Diana asked, stamping her feet in frustration and panic.

No matter how skilled Yolanda was, she couldn't possibly take on dozens of security guards. And with Samuel backed by the Wright family's influence, fighting back might buy them some time, but it would ultimately lead to disaster.

Yolanda didn't answer Diana's question, neither did she show any sign of panic. Just as the security guards were about to move in, Yolanda reached into her coat pocket, pulled out a card, and tossed it straight to Samuel. "You'll regret it if you don't kneel and apologize before the countdown ends."

"What did you just say?" Samuel thought he must have misheard. He had never come across anyone as fearless—or foolish—as her.

"You think a card is going to scare me?" He caught the card Yolanda had tossed and gave it a quick, dismissive look. But in the next moment, his smug expression disappeared entirely. "T-This is…"