Suddenly, Laura was full of hope. She grabbed Max's hand, begging him for help.
Now Laura did this as if she was clutching at a life-saving straw. She didn't want to lose the hope of living at all.
Max pulled her into his arms, his gaze sweeping coldly across the faces of the crowd opposite him.
"It's all right. I'm here."
He took off his coat and draped it around her shoulders, trying to calm her down.
Max did so because those people had ripped off some of her clothes before.
Since Laura had been covering her chest, fortunately, she hadn't exposed herself, even if she looked like a mess now.
The crowd standing opposite them was confused by Max, the intruder, because they didn't know him.
They snarled, "Hey, it's none of your business, bastard. Get the fuck out of here."
The person at the head of the crowd even pointed at Max as he spoke.
However, just as he raised his arm, that guy let out a piercing scream.
"Argh-!"
Suddenly, two bodyguards jumped out from behind Max, twisted his arm behind his back, and pinned him against the table aside.
Shocked, the rest people stepped back, staring at him in astonishment.
"Who... Who are you?"
Max gave that man a cold stare, ignoring him.
He took Laura into his arms and said in a stern voice, "I'll give you all two options. Either you kneel down and apologize to her, or... whoever touches her, I'll break his arm!"
Hardly had Max finished his words when a piercing scream was heard again as the bodyguard pushed harder.
The group of people was appalled. They acted like thugs, but in reality, they were nothing but a bunch of punks.
They lived by extortion and blackmail, so being a cowardly bully was what they did by instinct.
They were lucky to have met someone so vulnerable like Laura, but if they met someone tougher, they got cold feet very easily.
After all, they could tell Max was a tough nut to crack from his bodyguards, even though they didn't know him.
Besides, Max came from a privileged background and exuded power, and they could tell at a glance that he was someone they couldn't afford to offend.
All they wanted was money. Laura was a public figure who came from a humble family, so she didn't dare to breathe a word of whatever they did to her.
But Max was different.
Therefore, the group of people started to draw back.
Seeing this, Diego got heated.
He finally got a chance today and wouldn't let it go easily. Otherwise, it'd be hard for him to get Laura out again.
Diego chimed in at once, "Don't listen to him, folks. There are only three of them, while we have so many. I wonder who will lose if we fight. Hey, don't you dare bluff your way through. No way!"
Then he turned to Laura and snarled, "Fuck! At least I'm your dad, bastard! How dare you gang up on me with strangers? Get the fuck over here!"
Laura scowled at him.
Max was shocked to hear that.
He looked down at the woman in his arms and asked, "What did he say? He's your dad?"
Truly, it had been a long time since adjutant Joris Davies had moved away, but in Max's memory, Joris didn't look like this.
Besides, Joris had a military background and he was a courteous and upright man, and would never do something disgraceful like this.
So what was going on?
Laura explained with a grim face, "He's my foster father."
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