"What?" Upon witnessing this scene, the eyeglasses of the onlookers fell to the ground. Just a moment ago, they were imposing, and now they were kneeling. What in the world was happening?
As for the middle-aged man named Vilon Daphne, his face turned pale as he realized the seriousness of the situation.
Bidegla's words were absolutely true; he was indeed the one who had taken down their boss.
This is bad, the middle-aged man thought.
"Vilon Daphne, are you suggesting that if it weren't for me today, you would have come?" Bidegla kicked this weakling aside with one swift motion.
"No, no," Vilon Daphne hastily replied to Bidegla's words. "It's all because of this despicable person's instigation. It's my fault. Please spare me, big brother." Vilon Daphne suddenly slapped himself in the face, causing it to swell.
Now he was truly afraid of Bidegla. He knew that Bidegla's words were absolutely true. He had the power to take him down, and going against him would be suicidal.
"What should I do? You should be well aware," Bidegla said, too lazy to even look at Vilon Daphne, as he sat back in his chair.
"I know, I know," Vilon Daphne nodded like a chicken pecking at grain, then turned to the bodyguards he had brought with him and said, "Beat this despicable person mercilessly. If you kill him, I'll take responsibility."
"Yes," the bodyguards naturally had to obey the boss's orders. The next moment, the previously scheming middle-aged man was knocked to the ground by them, emitting a sound like a pig being slaughtered.
In less than half a minute, the middle-aged man was already covered in blood, his face swollen like a pig's head, a pitiful and distressing sight.
"That's enough," Bidegla ordered the bodyguards to stop. He didn't want any murder cases related to him.
"Vilon Daphne, from now on, keep your dogs in line. If I see this kind of thing happen again, I can't guarantee that you'll survive," said Bidegla as he got up and turned to Jennie Laura and the others. "Let's go. We're leaving."
"Serves him right," Tamma Jones spat at the miserable middle-aged man before leaving the fast food restaurant with Bidegla.
After Bidegla and his men had left, Vilon Daphne slumped to the ground. He had truly been scared just now. He was afraid that Bidegla might suddenly kill him.
With Bidegla's methods, even if he killed himself, he probably wouldn't have any problems because his background was so deep.
"It's all because of you," Vilon Daphne thought as he immediately got up and kicked the middle-aged man a few times before leaving.
"Didn't expect you to be so formidable. The people you called here are afraid of you," Tamma Jones said to Bidegla as they walked far away from the fast food restaurant.
"Nevertheless, he's just an insignificant figure," Bidegla said flatly.
"Hmph, you act like you're something special," Tamma Jones scoffed, then ran to Jennie Laura and affectionately took her hand.
After wandering outside for about half an hour, Bidegla finally loaded his car with his belongings and left.
Today, he was utterly exhausted, and vowed never to go out shopping with them again. It was more draining than a physical fight.
"Wow, I can't believe you guys live in a villa." Tamma Jones was astonished at the sight of the luxurious villa at 11 Bamboo City. It was almost unbelievable that Bidegla and his friends lived in such a high-end residence.
Jinyao City and Bamboo Sea City were similar; to purchase a villa like this would cost millions, meaning Bidegla and his friends were wealthy and unconcerned.
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"Making a fuss, are you? Since you can afford a Ferrari, your family must be rich too, right?" Bidegla remarked, exasperated at Tamma Jones's astonishment.
"Tch, I may have money, but not that much," Tamma Jones realized her mistake and quickly changed the subject.
Jennie Laura didn't notice her, or else she would have been exposed.
After exchanging a few words, Bidegla retired to his room to rest, as it was already very late.
Placing a precious gem in his mouth, Bidegla immersed himself in meditation.
Before he could meditate for two hours, a low, piercing scream jolted him awake.
Opening his eyes, Bidegla felt exasperated to see Tamma Jones; her arrival could only mean trouble.
"Why are you not sleeping in your room at this late hour? What brings you here?" Bidegla questioned, not moving an inch.
"Is this how you sleep at night? You scared me," Tamma Jones, surprised to see Bidegla awake, clutched her chest, her face turning pale.
She thought Bidegla was asleep and was startled to find him in such a position.
"Is there a problem with this position?" Bidegla inquired, his gaze fixed on Tamma Jones.
Although the room was dark, Bidegla could see Tamma Jones wearing Jennie Laura's usual silk nightgown, which barely concealed her seductive figure.
"No problem," Tamma Jones replied, her tone becoming more hesitant, "Husband...I'm scared to sleep alone tonight. Can I sleep here?"
"Don't try to deceive me with such excuses. Letting you live in the villa is already my limit. If you continue to tempt me, I will kick you out," Bidegla firmly rejected her, showing no signs of compromise.
"Do you think I'm beautiful, husband?" Suddenly, Bidegla heard the sound of clothes hitting the floor, and when he looked, he blushed.
Though he intended to refuse Tamma Jones, she now stood before him completely naked, irresistibly alluring. Bidegla found it increasingly difficult to resist.
For a normal person, it might not have been a problem, but with his X-ray vision, Bidegla could see clearly despite the darkness. He found it unbearable.
This was truly testing his limits.
"Tonight, I belong to you, husband," Tamma Jones whispered with endless seduction, almost causing Bidegla to lose control.
Last night, I just finished eating Shina Macai, and if I eat another Tamma Jones today, Bidegla will feel ashamed to face Jennie. So even though he is experiencing intense physical reactions, he coldly said, "You have five seconds to put on your pajamas, or I'll call Jennie and have her come down. Then let's see how you continue to stay here."
"Humph, are you even a man? You dare to reject a delicate beauty like me? Are you incapable?" Tamma Jones protested, but reluctantly put on her pajamas again.
It's true that having a relationship with Bidegla would be good, but even if he wanted to get rid of her, she wouldn't allow it. But if Bidegla insisted, she really had no choice. Staying here still offered a glimmer of hope, but leaving would mean complete hopelessness.
"Whether I can handle it or not is my business. Don't come seducing me late at night again, or I won't indulge you," Bidegla said, then stopped talking and went straight into his own blanket, covering his head. He was afraid that if he looked at Tamma Jones, he would not be able to restrain his carnal desires.
Seeing Bidegla already snuggled in his blanket ignoring her, Tamma Jones couldn't help but stomp her foot, then grunted twice before leaving the room discontentedly. But as she walked out of Bidegla's room and closed the door, she chuckled to herself and muttered, "One day, I'll have you eating out of my hand."
Her voice was very soft, but Bidegla's hearing was sharp, and he immediately heard her. Weren't rich girls always on guard against unfamiliar men? But Tamma Jones seemed eager to give herself to him.
Fortunately, he had resisted at a critical moment, or something inappropriate might have happened. It seemed he couldn't get too close to her, or else if she accidentally seduced him, Bidegla was afraid of doing something that would disappoint Jennie.
He had already had an inappropriate encounter with Tara LassenShina Macai, and he hadn't figured out how to explain it. If there was another Tamma Jones, he didn't dare to think about it.
After a night of nightmares, Jennie woke Bidegla up the next day. "Come out for breakfast," Jennie Laura's voice came from outside the door, and Bidegla immediately sat up in bed and quickly opened the door.
"So early," Bidegla said, then smelled the fragrance wafting through the room and couldn't help but sniff.
"It's not that early. It's almost nine in the morning. Hurry up and have breakfast. After that, we have something to do," Jennie Laura said, then dragged Bidegla into the kitchen.
Tamma Jones was already eating at this moment. Watching her enjoy the lovingly prepared breakfast from Jennie, Bidegla didn't hesitate and quickly sat down to eat.
"Jennie, what do we have to do today?" Bidegla asked after taking a bite of breakfast.
"Of course, we're going to the new store. I heard the new store has already been renovated, so we're going to inspect it today," Jennie Laura said, leaving Bidegla slightly stunned.
Indeed, Laura's jewelry store was opening a new branch, but Bidegla still didn't know where it was located, only that it was in a prime location.
"Indeed." Bidegla nodded, then proceeded to partake of breakfast. After breakfast and grooming, it was almost 11 o'clock before Bidegla and Jennie set out. Since Shina Macai had already left to attend to official business, Bidegla and Jennie had no choice but to bring along Tamma Jones, an unwelcome tagalong.