DEAR CHEATED GIRLFRIEND, I AM TRILLIONAIRE HEIR

CHAPTER 5 Attacked

Markos pulled the car over onto a quiet street.

The auction was starting in ten minutes.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to drop you off right at the entrance?” Markos asked.

“No,” Karvel replied. “I’m not looking to make a scene like some nouveau riche. Just park in that alley up ahead.”

Markos nodded, turned the wheel, and guided the Maybach into a narrow alleyway.

Karvel reached for the door handle.

But just then, a commotion up ahead caught his attention.

At the far end of the alley, a sleek black luxury car was boxed in by two bulky SUVs.

A group of eight or nine men surrounded the vehicle, all wearing black jackets.

Karvel narrowed his eyes.

Markos gently tapped the brakes. “What’s going on here?”

Karvel muttered, “What do you think? Looks like a carjacking.”

He opened the door.

“I’ll go see what’s happening.”

Markos grabbed his arm. “Boss, let me call in the bodyguards. No need to take risks.”

“No need,” Karvel said as he stepped out. “Not worth making a fuss over a few street thugs.”

Tension hung in the air at the end of the alley.

The leader of the group, a bald, heavy-set man, rested one foot on the car’s hood, casually swinging a knife in his hand.

“Lady, my boss wants a word. Be a good girl and come with us.”

From inside the car, a woman’s voice rang out.

“You’ve got some nerve hijacking my car.”

Sitting in the back seat was Sophia. She wore a pale blue coat, diamond-studded earrings glittering under the streetlight. Her beauty was breathtaking.

But more than that, she carried herself with an unshakable presence.

She was the eldest daughter of the Yale family, and she had dressed to the nines for tonight’s auction, hoping to secure a vital piece of property for her family.

She had made the mistake of stepping away from her security team, and now found herself surrounded by a group of clearly well-prepared criminals.

“If your bodyguards were here, of course we wouldn’t dare,” the bald man sneered. “But lucky us, you’re all alone. No way we’re passing this up.”

“You’re not completely brainless after all,” Sophia replied coolly. “Now I’m curious. Who’s your boss?”

“You’ll find out soon enough. Now get out of the car.”

“You’re not qualified to give me orders,” she said, not giving an inch.

The bald man’s expression twisted. “You’re asking for it.”

He pulled out a handgun.

Just as he raised it toward the window, Karvel walked up.

“Well, well. Who’s this pretty boy? Are you here to play the hero?” the bald man mocked. “If you don’t wanna die, beat it!”

Sophia raised an eyebrow but said nothing. One hand slipped into her purse.

“You’ve got ten seconds,” Karvel said coldly. “Get lost.”

The bald man laughed. “Kid, you have no idea who you’re talking to! How dare you try to play the hero in front of us! You’re dead meat if you don’t buck off right away.”

Before he could finish the sentence.

SMACK!

Karvel’s slap landed clean and hard across the bald man’s face, twisting his head with the force. The man stumbled back, struggling to stay on his feet.

“Son of a—! You dare lay a hand on me?! Kill him!”

The others didn’t hesitate. They charged in, shouting.

Karvel didn’t flinch. With a swift step forward, he met them head-on.

His body moved like a phantom, weaving through the group with eerie grace.

Each time he closed in on someone.

SLAP!

The sharp sound of slaps echoed through the alley.

Within seconds, the group of burly thugs lay sprawled across the pavement, groaning and clutching their faces.

One man. One punch each. No more, no less.

The bald leader, just starting to recover, was frozen in place.

He never imagined that this baby-faced stranger could fight like a monster.

His dozen hardened men! Every one of them used to be blood and blades.

But they hadn’t even touched the guy’s sleeve.

“Well, now that’s interesting.”

Sophia’s lips curved slightly, eyes sparkling with intrigue.

She quietly put back the pistol she’d been pulling from her purse.

She had thought this mystery man might end up in serious trouble.

What an interesting man.