Chapter 42: Part II

Adira conditioned her body and felt the energy of the people around her because there was a possibility that someone would attack her from behind. When she felt someone running, Adira immediately faced that person and tried to block every attack with his thick wood. Some carry knives, baseball bats, balls, and more. Adira's two sticks against the various weapons they will use.

She knocked almost everyone down, but suddenly someone called Adira and Simon showed up, and her knee was weak. Some had the opportunity to attack her and hit her with hard objects. Prince Dylan wants to help Adira, but his body doesn't want to leave its place.

Adira received a strong beating on the cheek, so that the side of her lip was bleeding, and then a hit on her back that made her knees fall.

"We're going to win now. And maybe we can parade your lifeless body on the road."

Even though it was hard, she stood up again. "I showed weakness, but that doesn't mean I will go home defeated." She turned to the person who spoke and hit his head with her two sticks. They rushed one after the other, so she was more prepared. As much as possible, she forgot Simon's look because otherwise she would be consumed by pity and her whole body would embrace it, which could not happen because of the number of her opponents.

But Adira didn't expect that the gangster he knocked down would have another one from outside the warehouse. "They don't run out. They want to beat me and want my dead body, so I won't give you the satisfaction you don't deserve. " She pressed the button on top of the handle of her two sticks. Now it had more than doubled in size, and sharp spikes came out of the silver wood. "You don't want to try me? I have no choice but to use the secret of my weapon."

Adira rushes and hits the people she meets. She no longer cares if the sharp blades of her two planks of wood dig into their bodies. She wasn't always going to be kind, especially since she had to end the battle and get Simon to the hospital.

She panted as she looked at the lying gangsters on the ground who were suffering from body pain before facing the remaining two people who were not gangsters because they were wearing business suits. One was a few steps away from the person next to Simon, who was unconscious.

She looked at him blankly. "Timothy!"

The one he called Timothy grinned. "Good, and you still know me."

"Someone like you I will never forget because of your bad attitude."

He shook his head and spun around Simon, who was lying down. "Learn not to be arrogant, Adira. You must be seeing your partner unconscious and in—" He pointed the gun at Simon. "One shot will take the life of your partner."

"What do you want to happen?"

Timothy smiled. "It's simple. Do what you should have done before, and I'll give you double the amount I offered you before."

She laughed like crazy and immediately looked at him seriously. "Why don't you do it."

"You know why I can't do what I ordered you to do before?"

"Because, with the image you value in the eyes of others, that is not true."

Timothy tightened his grip on the gun as he aimed it at her. "You know why, Adira?"

"Why didn't you order the others? I'm sure if you show them the money, they will immediately follow you, and then your problem is over."

"Your mission is smooth and leaves no trace. That's why I chose you."

She stared into his eyes, seeing the hatred toward her. "My missions are clean, and I don't want to do something you want."

"Why?" he shouted. "You're just another person that wants money and will do anything to survive."

She looked down at Simon. "Not me, Timothy. I'm the one called the "Queen of All Gangsters," but I don't kill people. "

He smirked. "I can't let you reject me and not suffer." He pointed the gun at Simon again.

She threw her two pieces of wood on the floor. "Well, I accept the suffering you will inflict on me with your gun, but not that of my partner."

Adira's face was blank as she looked at Timothy. If Adira has a brave face looking at him, Timothy's tears are slowly rolling down his face.

"I just want my business to be successful without competitors. Isn't that possible, Adira?"

She sighed. "Not every solution is the same as what you want. Learn to start from nothing rather than taking a life just because of envy."

Timothy's tears fell down his cheeks. "I've been in the industry long before he came, but why is that? What I wanted to get for a few years, he only got it in one year." His hand that was holding the gun was also shaking.

"You're only swallowed by envy, so you do this, but first let yourself think, because if I did what you ordered, I wouldn't be the only one imprisoned in the cell, but both of us. Everyone starts again from the beginning. Find yourself first. Maybe there you will be able to think right and do good in your company without hurting anyone. "

He dropped to his knees and dropped the gun. "I've been struggling for several years just to develop my company. I've invested almost blood and sweat just to make my business known, but why is that?" Timothy closed his eyes, but his tears continued to flow.

She took my two pieces of wood again and returned them to the old, ordinary wood. "Nothing in the world is easy, Timothy. You will suffer and cry a lot before you can achieve the success you want. If you always look out for other people, it means that you prioritize them, not yourself. "