Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss
Chapter 938 - Chapter 938 Chapter 911 Kings Dont See Kings (Thanks to

Chapter 938: Chapter 911: Kings Don’t See Kings (Thanks to kateliu for the silver reward +60 more) Chapter 938: Chapter 911: Kings Don’t See Kings (Thanks to kateliu for the silver reward +60 more) Olivia Brown was the closest to Manfield, who thought that although this woman was tall, she looked quite slim and should be easy to subdue!

Seizing the moment, Manfield swung the suitcase at Olivia Brown, then tried to push her aside and make a run for it.

Kiara didn’t even blink as she watched Olivia casually dodge by bending backward and followed up with a kick!

Manfield was kicked away before he could even react, bewildered at how someone could twist their body like that.

Kiara shook her head and took a sip of her coffee.

“Picking a fight with a Martial Arts Champion, isn’t that idiotic?”

Today, Olivia had dressed in casual sportswear instead of a skirt to make it easy to play the role of a makeshift thug, which made her look frail, but Kiara, who had been to the Wellness Spa with her, knew about Olivia’s solid waistline. Not many girls could develop a defined muscle line like that; Olivia’s waist was the result of genuine martial arts training, quite unlike the kind you get from a gym.

“Idiotic, absolutely idiotic,” Yuki Stone echoed in agreement.

Manfield was so dizzy from the kick that Jojo, seeing Olivia had taken action, stepped back to the side with his arms crossed, watching the excitement.

Jojo’s pose was quite cool; Jenny Bailey, who had intended to snap photos of Olivia fighting, accidentally turned her camera towards Jojo, and with a click, captured a truly dashing image of Jojo. Jenny decided she wanted to personally develop this photo and then sneakily slip it into her wallet…

Out of the corner of his eye, Manfield saw Jenny with her camera and, gathering his strength, grabbed the suitcase intending to attack her. Jenny saw the man’s face getting closer and closer to her lens, and being untrained in martial arts, her slower reaction meant she was about to be struck, when the face retreated again.

Huh…?

Jenny removed her camera from her eye and saw an angry Jojo grabbing Manfield’s hair, forcefully dragging him away, and with a long-legged kick, struck Manfield’s buttocks with his canvas shoe.

“How dare you bully a woman?!” And not just any woman, but the cutest of them all, Hilda Blanc!

It was simply intolerable.

A barrage of blows ensued.

Kiara watched Olivia and Jojo playing doubles, clicking her tongue in appreciation, while chatting away with Tony Stone.

“My poor Camden just doesn’t have the luck to enjoy these shows. I even asked him this morning if he had time, but alas, he had a meeting. You’ll have to vouch for me; it’s not that I, as his daughter-in-law, didn’t tell him about the fun, it’s just that the guy himself was busy. Once we go out for a meal, if that guy gets finicky about this, you’re gonna back me up, you know?”

Will there be a future for this? Tony’s eyes dimmed.

This moment right here should be the best curtain call for their youth.

She had exerted all her self-control to preserve their friendship and had not let down Mrs. Kiara who had taken good care of her. Everything was enough; there was no need to gild the lily by mentioning other matters.

“My silly Camden, always jealous. Lately, he’s been a bit childish too, even getting jealous of you. How about we have him pay for our celebration feast later as punishment? Let’s make him cough up his pocket money–skin him for a layer!” Kiara suggested with excitement.

Camden’s pocket money was accounted for, and Mrs. Kiara, still feeling aggrieved for not managing to secretly take a photo on the previous occasion and getting disciplined for it, was always looking to settle scores privately, to find a chance to dock some of Arua Camden’s money.

While the group in front were brawling amidst the excitement, Kiara spoke lightheartedly, and Yuki Stone sniffed, recalling similar events where friends joined forces against an enemy had occasionally happened over the past few years. She could clearly remember each time, and this would likely be the last.

“How about we go for roast whole lamb? No, that wouldn’t suffice; his pocket money should cover more than that. What about seafood? Let’s splurge until he goes bankrupt–huh? What’s wrong?”

Kiara finally saw Yuki Stone sniffling, as if she was holding back tears.

“Mrs. Kiara, don’t keep deceiving me, I’ve realized that Camden only acted that way yesterday to go along with you, right? You two really are… I have so many things to say, but just one sentence, I’m so glad to know you, and I really hope we can–” have more chances to play together in the future.

Yuki Stone hugged Kiara, too choked up to speak.

“Silly girl, there’s nothing to be sad about, we can talk about anything else over dinner.” Kiara knew she was worried about her family’s situation, and now wasn’t the time for a long discussion, so she patted her shoulder.

Time had changed their appearances, but it couldn’t shake their friendship. The years are a ruthless carving knife that can alter much, but some things remain unmovable, such as the friendship between Mrs. Kiara and Yuki Stone.

Yuki Stone didn’t regret rejecting the temptation of money when her family was in their most difficult time.

She had lived up to her last name and the friendship she treasured.

She wouldn’t betray that friendship because selling it would mean not just betraying Mrs. Kiara, but also trading away the best of times, the most stunning memories for an invaluable treasure; being true to Mrs. Kiara was also being true to herself.

Perhaps the later half of her life would be spent in the desolation of repaying debts, but these dazzling years with friends might just be the spiritual strength to support herself.

The violent beating from the henchmen’s squad was still ongoing; Kiara watched the chaotic yet pleasing scene and asked Yuki Stone.

“Do you still have all kinds of messy thoughts in your mind?” She had always wanted to figure out what psychological issue Yuki Stone really had, thinking of many symptoms, but none seemed to fit.

“Not anymore. Since I left that Wong family, my mind has become much clearer.”

Without being exposed to those suggestive words, and with Mrs. Kiara’s bracelet always pulling her back to rationality, Yuki Stone now felt particularly good and was no longer behaving oddly.

“That’s strange… Could it be a hypersensitive reaction to some stimulus? Honestly, at that time, you seemed like you were hypnotized, fitting the state of a subconscious under hypnosis, but you said you hadn’t been in contact with any strange people, no long-term brainwashing, so how could that be?”

Mrs. Kiara massaged her temples; had she overlooked something important?

Outside the cafe, a white figure with a telescope spied inside, shaking his head.

His 30,000-fold hypnosis had indeed been cracked, tsk tsk, this Emma Clark was still just a kid, yet what method had she used to break his hypnosis?

The girl was interesting indeed. He hadn’t thought much of her from the photos, but seeing her in person, her aura was overwhelmingly dominant–and there was a familiar feeling too. Hmm, when she pondered, could that almost nauseatingly composed reaction be somewhat like Old Monster Joel’s?

The white figure twirled his beads, thinking hard.

By now, Jojo and the others had beaten James Manfield into a horrific state, and Kiara extracted his phone to call the number saved as ‘Boss’.

“Is it done?” An old yet authoritative voice came through, carrying the arrogance of one who had long held power.

“I’ve done it, and your end will be horrendous,” Kiara replied.

There was silence for a few seconds on the other end, “Who are you?”

“The person who you were willing to pay a huge sum for the notebook, Emma Clark. Your man has betrayed you; he’s turned informant for us, spilled everything, including who you are and where you are. Prepare to meet your end, Old Man, I will not let you off.”