Alessia looked around, frowning at the disappearance of Enzo.
This man intentionally lured her here.
However, she had already predicted this situation when she left the bar with him.
So, she wasn't worried.
Alessia calmly glanced at the men in front of her and calmly asked, "Who are you guys?"
"Miss La Rosa, who we are is none of your concern. You just need to know that you've offended someone," the lead man arrogantly replied, picking his teeth with a toothpick and making a gesture, signaling the other men to attack Alessia.
Alessia dodged left and right, and after the scuffle, not one of the men managed to even touch her clothes.
The lead man seemed surprised by Alessia's skill and began to take her seriously.
He dropped the toothpick and grabbed a wooden stick to join the fray himself.
With the lead man joining, the situation escalated.
Alessia, too, left no room for hesitation. She kicked away a man who came too close and swiftly picked up a wooden stick. One by one, she swiftly and accurately struck, quickly bringing down all the men who had initiated the confrontation.
Meanwhile, the sounds of the scuffle and cries quickly attracted the attention of the diners at the barbecue stall.
In the old town area, where law and order were chaotic, fights were not uncommon, but people couldn't resist their curiosity. Most of the diners came out of their tents to watch.
A woman fighting off eight men, like a dragon moving through the crowd, was quite a spectacle.
Among the diners, a woman opened her mouth in shock and asked the man behind her, "Dom, is that Miss La Rosa?"
"Yeah!" Dominic, who was inside the tent, replied. After seeing the fighting woman clearly, he walked out, admiration flashing in his eyes, unnoticed even by the woman next to him.
Tiffany's eyes darkened slightly as she sighed, "Miss La Rosa is really capable. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to handle so many men. But these men don't look like good people. How did Miss La Rosa provoke them, and why is she alone here so late?"
Dominic's expression of admiration slightly diminished at her words, and he furrowed his brows slightly.
Alessia hadn't returned with Bianca and the others, and now she was fighting these men. Could it be related to the Ramirez family again?
He hadn't forgotten that a few hours ago, this woman had claimed to have regained her memory to the media, even though she hadn't.
What was she up to now?
He wasn't one to meddle in other people's affairs, but he urgently wanted to know what Alessia was thinking.
"Dom, should we go over?" Tiffany asked with concern.
Before Dominic could answer, he saw Alessia approaching with the lead man, but she didn't seem to be heading for him. She passed by them and went straight into the tent.
Watching Alessia ignore them and enter the tent, Tiffany was puzzled and looked at Dominic.
"Dom, what does Miss La Rosa want to do?"
Dominic pressed his lips together tightly, not answering, and followed Alessia into the tent.
The diners, who had just witnessed Alessia's skill, now saw her bringing someone into the tent, and they all looked at her with surprise, keeping their distance, afraid of being involved if she caused any more trouble, except for one man with a hat facing away from the door.
He was sitting alone, sipping his drink, seemingly unaffected by what was happening around him.
It wasn't until Alessia pushed the lead man in front of him that he reluctantly lifted his head.
He glanced at Alessia innocently and greeted her, "Miss La Rosa, you're finally here. I thought you had run away. Please, have a seat. I've already ordered the food; it'll be here soon."
Outside the tent, Tiffany, who had followed in, heard the conversation between the man and Alessia and whispered in surprise.
"Isn't that the young master of the Roberts family, the one who gives Uncle Roberts a headache? When did Miss La Rosa become so close to him? Well, the young master of the Roberts family has always liked pretty young ladies, and Miss La Rosa does indeed fit his taste."
Tiffany sighed inwardly, seemingly unaware that the pressure from the man beside her was gradually decreasing.
Here, Alessia reached out and grabbed the drink in Enzo's hand, slamming it heavily on the table. She glanced at the man who she had beaten up, raising an eyebrow as she spoke, "Aren't you going to explain?"
Enzo wasn't annoyed by having his drink snatched away. He just crossed his arms and continued to smile innocently, "Miss La Rosa, you seem to have misunderstood. Besides inviting you to dinner, I haven't done anything else."
Alessia glanced back at the man with bruises on his face.
The leader, Mr. Fangs, had already sat down across from Enzo and didn't seem to mind. He just opened the drink on the table and started drinking.
As soon as he caught Alessia's gaze, he didn't dare to hide and quickly replied, "It has nothing to do with Mr. Enzo."
Alessia's gaze returned to Enzo, who seemed calm.
Enzo shrugged.
Alessia said disbelievingly, "Mr. Enzo? Can you explain why your drink happened to spill on me so conveniently? There weren't many people at the bar. If Mr. Enzo doesn't admit it, then I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to accompany me to the police station."
As soon as the mention of the police station came up, Enzo hadn't reacted yet, but Mr. Fangs couldn't sit still. He clasped his hands together, his face pleading, "Oh, Miss, the mastermind behind this contacted me through the phone. Please don't go to the police station. Besides, this matter really has nothing to do with Mr. Enzo."
Alessia ignored Mr. Fangs and just looked at Enzo with determination.
Enzo felt too strange to her; he couldn't possibly have no involvement.
Enzo adjusted his cap and stood up, sighing. He sounded somewhat helpless as he said, "Alright, this does have a bit to do with me. Since it's been exposed, I'll go with you."
Go with her? Was it to meet the mastermind behind this?
Alessia pondered for a moment before agreeing silently. She wanted to see what Enzo was up to.
Mr. Fangs opened his mouth, looking a bit embarrassed. He twitched his mouth, and the originally fierce-looking Mr. Fangs now sounded timid as he asked, "Mr. Enzo, Miss La Rosa, can I not go?"
"No, you lead the way." Alessia rejected him flatly.
Mr. Fangs's face turned gloomy as he reluctantly stood up and walked ahead.
Seeing Alessia about to leave without acknowledging him again, Dominic tightened his lips, took a deep breath, and finally couldn't bear it. He reached out and grabbed the woman passing by him.
"Alessia, what are you going to do?"
"Mr. Carter? I have some matters to attend to. Sorry for disturbing your supper." Alessia's eyes were faint as she glanced at Tiffany beside Dominic.
When she came over here, she had already spotted Dominic, but she hadn't forgotten that Dominic had warned her not to expose their relationship in front of others.
The barbecue stall was crowded and noisy, so it was best to pretend not to know each other.
Dominic narrowed his eyes. Was this what she cared about?
"Aren't you going to explain?" Dominic gritted his teeth, restraining the anger rising in his heart. "Shouldn't you explain why you're out with a group of men in the middle of the night?"
"Um... Mr. Carter, are you being a bit too nosy?" Alessia frowned. Since she was pretending to be a stranger outside, she didn't need to report her plans to Dominic.
"Who said I was being nosy?" Dominic was even more angered by Alessia's retort. It seemed that he finally realized his own loss of composure. He snorted coldly, releasing his hand expressionlessly.
Finally, he added to make up for himself, "I'm just afraid the three kids at home will look for you."
Alessia glanced at Tiffany beside Dominic again, following the principle of reciprocity, and added, "Mr. Carter, aren't you afraid the three kids will look for you too?"
Dominic's chest tightened, and three black lines immediately appeared on his face.
Enzo, who was walking ahead, seemed impatient. He turned back and urged, "Miss, are you coming or not? If you don't, I'll stay here and continue eating supper."
Only then did Alessia withdraw her gaze from Dominic and catch up a few steps with Enzo.
Enzo's seemingly indifferent gaze swept over Dominic, his voice just loud enough for Dominic to hear, "Miss, are you close with President Carter?"
Then, Alessia's cold voice also floated over with the wind, "Not close, just met a few times."
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