The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 1013

Alvin's face darkened. “What are you talking about? I don't understand! I warn you, even if you are a miracle doctor, you can't make slanderous accusations against others!”

With a scoff, Neera took out her phone and pointed the screen toward him.

“Isn't it clear to you whether I'm spouting malicious lies? Bet you didn't expect this, but I recorded every single word you just said to Bell. This is your own admission, and it will be the most compelling evidence to the police when they arrive.”

While she was speaking, she pressed the play button. The recording was indeed the conversation he just had with Isabella!

The color drained from Alvin's face. He was clearly panicking now.

If this matter were to be exposed, there was no doubt that he would be done for in his lifetime.

How could he willingly surrender without a fight?

After assessing the situation, even though he was somewhat wary of Jean, he still considered him to be a frail and sickly individual, not worth fearing.

And so, he gave his assistant a look, signaling him to attack.

Neera had been keeping an eye on him all this while. She couldn't help but laugh when she saw his signal.

“What's this? Now that your misdeeds are exposed and you can't argue your way out, you're resorting to violence?”

Alvin's face was cold and stern, much like a venomous snake.

“Mr. Beauvort, Ms. Garcia, I had no intention of offending you both. It was you who pushed me first. But rest assured, I won't lay a hand on you. However, I'm afraid I can't let you keep this phone anymore, Ms. Garcia.”

As soon as he finished speaking, his assistant rushed forward in an attempt to snatch the phone away.

However, before he could even get close to Neera, a forceful kick sent him hurtling through the air.

Jean swiftly positioned himself protectively in front of Neera, retracting his long legs. His eyes turned icy and menacing, exuding a palpable sense of malice.

Despite his body not having fully recovered, handling this opponent was still well within his capability.

The sudden, powerful kick left the assistant utterly bewildered. He sprawled on the ground, disoriented and his face drained of color. It took him quite a while to gather his wits.

Alvin hadn't anticipated such a swift and domineering response. His expression darkened, and he clenched his fingers until his knuckles cracked ominously.

Startled by the turn of events, Isabella urgently called out, “Be careful! He's trained in karate!”

At her warning, Jean's expression remained impassive as he continued to shield Neera.

Out of nowhere, Ian swiftly materialized and acted decisively. He seized Alvin's wrist and forcefully twisted it backward.

The sound of a bone breaking echoed immediately in the cramped basement, exceptionally loud.

Accompanying this was Alvin's heart-wrenching scream.

He didn't even have time to resist before his arm was broken.

Alvin slumped to the ground, his body as lifeless as a discarded rag.

Ian, with an air of disdain, didn't even exert a fraction of his strength as he nonchalantly clapped his hands together and sneered, “You're unbelievably weak. With such meager abilities, you dared to cross paths with Mr. Beauvort? Audacious!”

In the next cruel twist, Ian shifted his weight and forcefully stepped on Alvin's other hand, grinding it beneath the sole of his foot.

Alvin's response was another harrowing scream, the pain so excruciating that the veins on his neck and forehead bulged. His face contorted, taking on a sickly hue, and he appeared utterly defeated.

Jean, unfazed by the scene, casually brushed away nonexistent dust from his sleeve and issued a cold, decisive command, “Tie him up.”

Having dealt with the threat, Neera quickly went over to untie Isabella.

Isabella was still in shock, her eyes filled with tears as she called out to Neera in a choked voice, “Neera...”

Neera's heart ached as she watched Isabella, gently hugging her and offering reassurance. “Don't be scared. It's okay now. Everything has been resolved.”

After a moment, Isabella broke into tears, finally finding some solace.

“Thank you, Neera. If it weren't for you coming to save me, I...”

Her voice wavered with the remnants of her emotions, and Neera wiped away her tears. “Why are you still being so polite with me?”

Beside them, Ian pulled out his phone and dialed the police.

Upon hearing this, Alvin's face twisted with fear. Despite the intense pain he was enduring, he began to plead with Isabella.

“Please, don't call the police! Isabella, for the sake of our sibling-like bond, don't let them call the police. Let me go, all right? I'm begging you!”

Isabella regarded him with contempt.

“You really are shameless! When you were coercing and enticing me just now, where was your sibling love then?”

“I was wrong. I've realized my mistake now, Isabella. We are family, after all! Please, don't be so harsh.”

Isabella remained completely unmoved.

Alvin's heart sank. He knew he had to change his strategy.

“Don't you care about Grandpa anymore? If you agree to let me go, I'll give you his antidote!”

Isabella hesitated at the mention of her grandfather.

However, Jean didn't give him the chance. He immediately ordered Ian, “Search him!”

Before he came, he had already sent people to Alvin's residence and conducted a thorough search. Yet, they couldn't find the prescription.

There was none in the hospital office either.

Hence, he suspected that Alvin must be carrying it with him. After all, it was such an important item.

Just as he had anticipated, Ian found the prescription on Alvin.

With his last bargaining chip gone, Alvin's face turned pale.

Isabella's face lit up with joy. She eagerly grabbed the prescription and examined it as if she had just found a lifeline.