"Why wouldn't I? Just wait right here. I'll have him come over right now. If he doesn't show up, you can do whatever you want with me. I'm your target anyway, right?"
One of the men sneered, thinking she was bluffing. "Alright, we'll give you a chance, lady. Stop talking big. Even we don't get to see Mr. Smith, and you think one phone call will bring him here?"
"Just wait and see. Let me send my friend away first; this has nothing to do with her."
"No way. What if she calls the cops? You're both staying right here!"
Elena didn't waste her breath. She pulled out her phone and called Tyler.
"Boss! Boss! I was just about to call you, and you beat me to it. We really have a telepathic connection!" Tyler sounded thrilled.
"Cut the crap. I'm sending you my location. Get over here right now."
When Elena gave an order, Tyler moved fast.
He arrived in a flash.
"Boss! Boss!" Tyler ran up and grabbed the hem of Elena's shirt, whining like a needy child.
"Knock it off, there are people watching. Your guys are causing trouble for me again."
The thugs burst out laughing.
"Hahaha! Lady, is this the guy you said was Mr. Smith? If you're gonna hire an actor, at least get someone who looks the part!"
"Yeah, he looks like a college kid. You expect us to believe he's Mr. Smith?"
"Do you even know who our Mr. Smith is? He's a ruthless killer!"
The moment the words left their mouths, Tyler's innocent smile vanished.
He turned to face the men, his eyes darkening with vicious intent.
He looked like a wild wolf, his gaze sharp and predatory.
Tyler cracked his neck, the sickening pop echoing in the sudden silence. The air around them seemed to freeze.
It sent a chilling wave of terror through the alley.
They were members of the Black Meridian Syndicate.
Elena had purposefully led the thugs to this deserted alley to make things easier.
The exits were already blocked; no one was getting out.
"Mr. Smith, please spare us! Spare us! Ahhh!"
"We'll never do it again! We were blind, we didn't know who she was! We were wrong!"
"Mr. Smith, please, we didn't know! Have mercy!"
As street thugs, they knew exactly how terrifying Tyler Smith of the Black Meridian Syndicate was.
The rumors of his brutality were entirely true.
Elena stepped forward. "Speak. Who hired you? Tell me, and I might let you live."
Seeing a sliver of hope, they practically tripped over their words. "It was a woman. She was wearing a mask, so we didn't get a clear look at her face. She paid us to beat you up, and preferably... preferably humiliate you. Then our job would be done."

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The readers' comments on the novel: Reborn Fake Heiress Watch the Whole Family Burn
Gente que final mais sem Graça ,author simplesmente estragou tudo no final!...
Aff ta estragando...
Ah por favor author nao estrague o final !...
Sim (eu sabia o final nao podia ser assim)quero meu bebe dylan vivo um belo casamento e de quebra 2 filhos pra eles bianca salva e por favor author quero que a michele sofra esse final que ta agora da bianca que seja da michele sem lingua pernas e bracos sem olhos e mendigando!...
Gente cade o mentor dela e a pedra tem que ser algo que de pra ressuscitar o dylan e a bianca! Nao me importo com nada so quero eylan de volta com ela um belo casamento entre os 2!...
Gente nao creio nisso dylan e bianca morrerem!...
She's too busy winning to watch him cry novel pls post this novel...
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