Crashing into an Old Flame
Chapter 84: Bad guy

Chapter 84: Bad guy

’’Don’t worry, sister. We are going to catch the bad guy for you,’’ they said.

Daisy sobbed, breaking their hearts in the process but soon, she mustered a soft smile amidst her sobs, tickling the broken pieces of their hearts as she said, ’’I admire... y-you all so much. So strong...’’ she even blushed.

Having their egos stroked, the men were even faster to go to the mansion so they could capture that thief and milk more praises from their new sister later. All of them had lovestruck expressions and they even left one of their brothers to look after her in case she was still scared.

’Lucky guy’ they glared at their brother like he won some jackpot before they went to look around the place Daisy had mentioned.

’’Brother...’’ Daisy hugged herself as she glanced at the sturdy man who was left behind by the group to protect her.

The man’s heart softened when he saw the delicate woman, ’’Don’t worry. You are safe.’’

The girl sobbed again, ’’I am so scared,’’ she trembled, ’’Can... Can.. you please hold me?"

The man was stunned.

’’Please...’’ Daisy looked at him weakly.

She must be traumatized, he thought. He immediately stepped forward to hold her hand but she did not let him.

While he was confused, Daisy stood on her tiptoes and hooked her arms around his neck.

The man’s breathing turned ragged and his vision got hazy. There was still a decent distance between their bodies. Except for her hands around his neck, none of their body parts were touching yet heat grew inside his body.

He said in a husky voice, ’’Don’t worry. We will catch the bad guy for you.’’

’’You can’t,’’ the girl’s voice was calmer this time, no longer sounding like the sobbing mess from earlier.

But the man’s body was in a hot pickle so his senses were not as heightened as before and hence, he did not notice anything amiss. He breathed to regulate self-control, ’’What?" What did she say again?

’’You can’t catch the bad guy,’’ Daisy repeated.

The man was caught off guard, ’’Huh? Why? Wh...’’ A splitting pain on the back of his head made him forget the rest of his words.

Daisy glanced at the man who was looking at her in disbelief, ’’Because...’’ she stepped back from him, ’’I am the bad guy.’’

She watched as his eyes sank before he dropped to the ground and lost consciousness.

Unlike the gentle way she dealt with the maid, both the men might wake up with a concussion or short-term memory loss.

She glanced at the gun in her hand that she had stolen from the guard inside. She wanted to toss it away but in the end, she kept it in the maid outfit’s pocket.

She did not bother to hide from the cameras as she walked out of the mansion.

Once she had walked far away from the Chen Mansion, she stopped near a tree and pulled out the blonde wig from the other front pocket before she put it on, carefully tucking all her hair inside it.

Daisy walked on the cobblestone path of the road and took out the only thing she had taken from Diana’s room.

The thief’s loot.

It was a card that she had got from under the lamp that was placed on the bedside table.

Two words were printed on the card in smooth cursive ’Light Orphanage’ and they were followed by an address and two contact numbers.

Daisy’s eyes turned cold and her fingers gripped the edge of the card a little harder.

’’Fuckers,’’ she narrowed her eyes.

Daisy went to a nearby internet cafe, attracting everyone’s gazes on her way there.

A beautiful girl, wearing a maid’s dress... it made decent people curious and the indecent people stare.

Unaffected by all the looks she got, she went into a private box.

As soon as she glanced at the blank computer screen in front of her, her eyes turned frosty.

Her fingers started tapping on the keyboard slowly but her casual movements gradually increased in pace and if anyone else was there, they would have been stunned by the blur that her fingers left on the keyboard.

15 minutes later, the intensity of her movements lessened and she finally raised her head to look at the empty screen that now showed one word.

Regalia.

She raised her maid outfit and took out her phone that she had earlier stuffed under her tight corset.

In the search bar, she typed ’Regalia’ and the images of a cheap-looking motel appeared.

A small frown graced Daisy’s face but she reset the computer and walked out of the internet cafe.

The person she was trying to look for was in this motel. How could it be? For someone like that person, they would be disgusted to go to a place like that.

Her mind was occupied with various thoughts as she made her way to the road.

In a blazing red Ferrari.

The atmosphere in the car was so dangerous that the driver and the woman sitting in the passenger seat did not even dare to move, afraid of inciting the devil’s ire.

The driver even acted like a robot. Face straight, movements stiff.

In the end, it was the woman in the passenger seat who had to bite the bullet since it was her job. She glanced at the devil who was sitting on the passenger seat with one leg crossed over the other, looking calm and composed.

But the people who knew him knew it well that the calmer he was, it was more the reason for them to be dreadful.

’’B-Boss,’’ the secretary and the man’s personal bodyguard tried to stop herself from stuttering as she said, ’’We...’’

’’Track their current location,’’ Ryle interrupted the woman.

’’Yes, boss...’’ The secretary sighed.

One of their colleagues betrayed the organization and ran away with the young miss whom he was supposed to protect.

And now, here they were.

Their boss had taken the matter into his hands, considering the bodyguard’s actions were nothing less than a provocation.

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