NovelAppChapter 47 Madelyn thought to herself, ‘He’s not as intimidating as I initially thought. He looks incredibly handsome when he smiles.” The young man reassured her, “You don’t need to be afraid anymore. Where are you headed? | can give you a ride.” Madelyn wiped away the tears from her eyes with the back of her hand. “No, thank you. My driver will be here soon.” A faint smile graced the young man’s lips. “No trouble at all. I'll wait with you. Are you a student at Ventrocloud High School?” Madelyn nodded. “Yes.” “Ms. Je | mean Miss, here’s your purse.” One man took the purse from the thug’s pocket and handed it over to Madelyn with both hands.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJust moments ago, fear had gripped Madelyn so intensely that she had lost track of where the bodyguards had taken those three thugs.
The young man spoke, his voice filled with concern, “Please check your purse to ensure nothing is missing.” Madelyn opened her purse and quickly glanced inside. Her ID card and student card remained. safely in place. “Everything is here, nothing is missing.” She then inquired, “Where did those. guys go?” “To ensure this doesn’t happen again, | had them taken to the police station,” Ethan replied. His attention shifted to the torn state of Madelyn’s school uniform. “Your clothes!” young Madelyn looked down, hastily covering the exposed collar that revealed her fair skin and the faint outline of her bra. A blush crept up her cheeks. Despite her age surpassing this man’s grandmother in combined lifetimes, she couldn't help but feel a tinge of embarrassment in this situation.
In that moment, the young man extended a black jacket through the car window. “I keep spare clothes in the car. This jacket has never been worn, it's clean. If you don’t mind, you can wear it to avoid any further exposure.” Madelyn pressed her lips together, her gaze briefly flickering between the tattoo on his hand and the jacket. Despite her hesitation, she eventually accepted it. “Th-Thank you. I'll return it to you later. Oh, please provide me with an address, and I'll return the jacket to you tomorrow.
“No need, you can keep it.” “But...” Just then, the young man’s driver caught sight of the approaching Mercedes in the rearview mirror. “Miss, is that your car?” Madelyn glanced in its direction and nodded. “Yes.” However, before she could utter another. word, the luxurious Cayenne had already driven away, leaving her standing there, holding the borrowed jacket.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMadelyn’s driver noticed her and quickly pulled up the car in front of her. “Ms. Jent, wh-what happened? What's going on?” “It's nothing, just a minor incident that caused my school uniform to get damaged,” she replied, downplaying the situation. She didn’t want to make a fuss about what had just occurred. Dealing with it would only add further trouble for her.
“Are you heading back home or...?” “Take me to Skyrise Tower. | have a piano lesson.” “Alright, Ms. Jent.” Madelyn wiped away the lingering tears from her eyes and removed her school uniform. She pondered over the missing buttons on the garment. Instead of purchasing a new one, she decided to have Rosario fix it. After all, the uniforms were quite expensive, and two sets would cost nearly three thousand dollars.
As Madelyn donned the young man’s jacket, a subtle scent of mint and the soothing aroma of medicinal herbs wafted in the air.
“That boy just now... | feel like I've seen him somewhere. Could he be Ethan Arnold?’ Madelyn. contemplated silently. ‘No, that can't be right... Based on our usual conversations, Ethant seems more like a caring older brother figure, not some tattooed mob boss.” After all, her family already had two individuals fitting that description. If Ethan were to turn out similar to them, Madelyn didn’t know what to think. The thought flashed through her mind, prompting her to swiftly take out her phone and send a message to Ethan.
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