Chapter 236 Coming Out Holding Her
Whoever scares Abella like this deserves to die! Abella was protected by Philippe, watching his handsome profile, and suddenly felt a warm feeling in her heart. One after another, Philippe knocked down the ghosts.
Abella was a little puzzled. These people's skills were too low-level. Where did they find the courage to assassinate them? They should go back and practice. This level is too insulting.
After a while, Philippe kicked the last person into a corner, and the person screamed in pain, with blood flowing from his head. Looking at the chaos and wailing in the room, Philippe whispered to the girl behind him, "Abella, turn around and cover your ears."
"Oh." Abella knew what he was going to do and obediently cooperated with him.
Philippe's eyes gleamed with a cold light. He crushed one person's hand bone with a kick and his voice carried a chilling threat, "Who sent you?"
"Ah..." The person could hear the sound of his own bones breaking and fainted in pain. The others were frightened and ran towards the exit, wanting to leave this place. With just a little force, Philippe sent the coffin lid flying, smashing it onto them, causing another round of screams.
"If you run out and I catch you again, it won't be as simple as getting beaten up." His voice was ruthless and reminded them without mercy. The crowd knew they couldn't escape and quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, their faces filled with fear of death.
"Phillipe, please spare us! We were just tempted by the money..."
"We really don't know who wants you dead..."
"That person is very mysterious, we..."
Before they could finish speaking, Philippe stepped on the coffin lid.
The people underneath were screaming miserably...
"You've scared my people today."
They were all stunned, but quickly realized and turned their gaze towards the slender figure from before. Was that girl important to Phillipe?
Were they on a date?
Did Phillipe become so enraged because the assassination attempt frightened that girl? So, Phillipe cares a lot about her? More than his own life?
Before they could think further, Phillipe applied more pressure and forcefully stomped on the coffin lid.
One of the assassins couldn't bear the weight and spat out blood.
The coffin lid was pressing down on them, too heavy, too uncomfortable...
"Still haven't remembered? Huh?" Phillipe's voice seemed to come from hell, chilling everyone to the bone.
One person trembled in fear, no longer hiding anything, and honestly confessed, "It's Edwin! Edwin spent ten billion dollars to have you killed!"
Edwin?
One of Phillipe's competitors, recently both sides were fighting over a piece of land, with a total area of four hundred thousand square meters.
Was he the one orchestrating all this from behind the scenes?
Phillipe's eyes grew colder, his voice mercilessly icy, "You're willing to accept ten billion dollars? Huh? My life is so worthless in your eyes?"
"No, Phillipe, it's because we're in need of money, it's not your concern..."
"Next time you're in need, there should still be a line you won't cross."
The person understood and quickly nodded, "Yes, I understand. Next time someone makes an offer, we won't accept anything below one hundred billion dollars. And if someone wants to take your life, we'll definitely notify you immediately..."
They no longer dared to take any job related to Phillipe.
"Do I need you to notify me?" There was deep disdain in Phillipe's eyes.
"I, what I meant is, we won't do this work anymore starting from today!" The person was scared and crying, no longer caring about their image. They begged for mercy, kowtowing, "Please spare us!"
Phillipe's lips curled into a cold smile, "You should be grateful she's here..."
Everyone trembled in fear. Was Phillipe implying that if it weren't for that girl being present, he would've killed them long ago?
Who is that girl? Which family's Miss? They should've just kidnapped her!
Phillipe is so difficult to deal with! It would be easier if it were a woman.
Phillipe stood up and took out his phone to call his secretary, "The haunted house at the Fairy Tale Theme Park, come and handle it."
Just as he finished speaking, he noticed someone trying to slip away right under his nose.
"You think you can move?"
That person was almost scared out of their wits and hastily returned to their original position, trembling in fear.
Only then did Phillipe walk over to Abella's side, taking her hand gently and saying, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
His gaze carefully examined the girl from head to toe, "Are you hurt?"
Abella shook her head.
Once he confirmed that she wasn't harmed, Phillipe lifted her up in his arms and looked towards the people on the ground, saying, "All of you better lie down properly."
One less person, and the rest won't live!
All the assassins felt a chill down their spines.
They had no tears to cry. They wanted to run, but their bodies couldn't move. Philippe had been too rough just now, and several of them had broken ribs and injuries all over their bodies...
They felt intense pain even with the slightest movement. How could they run?
Abella was carried out of the secret room by him, and she whispered, "Put me down, I can walk on my own."
"It's dark here. If you accidentally fall, I'll feel heartbroken."
"I will watch the path." She wasn't blind, she wouldn't fall even if she closed her eyes and walked!
Philippe was truly taking care of her like a child.
"What if there's still danger?" Philippe walked forward step by step, carrying her. "Listen, I'll put you down once we're out."
Abella looked up and observed his sharply defined chin. "Did you get hurt just now?"
"Are you concerned about me?" Philippe raised his lips. "I wish I could get injured a bit, so you can bandage my wounds and worry about my condition all the time."
Abella couldn't help but say, "You're overthinking."
"Can't I get your concern if I'm injured?" Philippe lowered his head and gently brushed against her cheek. Why was it so difficult to receive her care?
Philippe carried her out of the haunted house, and the secretary arrived with people.
"Mr. Bourbon, are you and Lady okay?"
"Yes."
"That's good." The secretary breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, nothing happened. Otherwise, New York would fall into chaos again!
He quickly led his staff inside to clean up.
Meanwhile, the amusement park manager, the security chief of this area, and other high-ranking officials who had rushed over were bowing and apologizing desperately.
"Phillipe, it's my negligence. I failed to notice someone disguising as a staff member, intending to harm you! I'm truly sorry, it's all my fault!"
"It's great to see that you're okay! If anything happened to you while you were here, even my death wouldn't be enough to apologize to you!"
"Phillipe, it's all my fault. There was a security issue here, and I cannot evade responsibility."
Philippe glanced at them coldly and said, "Good to know."
The two managers and their subordinates were petrified, bowing their heads even lower, afraid that Philippe would get angry.
What should they do? Philippe and his girl almost got into trouble, and their apologies seemed to be of no use!
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