The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 725

Gladeon accidentally spilled some soup onto the man's pants when the two bumped into each other.

He bent down, constantly apologizing to that thug in a very servile manner. He apologized, "I'm so sorry. I'll clean it up for you."

The man looked like a thug. He refused to accept that.

He pointed to his pants in frustration, his eyes widening so much that they looked like they might bulge out.

"Are you blind? What have you done? These are my new pants and shoes, but you destroyed them. Clean it? How are you going to clean it for me?"

Gladeon dared not look up. His demeanor was so humble that he almost knelt on the ground. He quivered all over as he apologized, "I'm sorry..."

That thug spat on the ground. Then he reached out and violently shoved Gladeon.

He roared, "What's the point of keeping telling me you're sorry? Wipe it! Wipe it clean now!"

Gladeon nodded repeatedly. He turned around and intended to get some tissues.

That thug refused to accept this. He shouted, "What's with the tissues? Kneel and lick my pants and shoes for me! Don't even think about getting up before you lick every spot!"

Gladeon froze with the demand. He raised his head and looked at that man, looking helpless.

The diner owner was a kind-hearted man. He hurriedly walked over to mediate and apologized to that thug.

"Mister, I'm truly sorry for our inadequate service and for causing you distress. How about this? You can order anything you'd like today, and it'll be our treat. Does that sound acceptable?"

Unfortunately, this offer couldn't appease that thug. He insisted that Gladeon kneel and lick his shoes clean.

In the car, Isabella sighed, "Why would Mr. Garcia come to such a terrible place to be humiliated? What is he trying to achieve? Why couldn't he stay at home and enjoy his retirement life?"

She turned to the side and asked, "Neera, what should we do?"

Neera wore a cold expression, but she knitted her brows tightly.

Should I help? I have to help. I couldn't stand by.

When Gladeon was being bullied, forced to comply, and about to kneel down, Neera had a stern expression on her face as she got out of the car.

"Get up!"

She quickly approached Gladeon and helped him up.

Gladeon was dumbfounded when he saw her. He never thought Neera would find him here.

He stammered in surprise, "I... why are you here?"

After he asked that question, he lowered his head, clearly embarrassed that she had witnessed this scene.

Neera ignored him and turned her attention to the thug.

She looked at him and asked, "How much did you pay for the pants and shoes? I'll compensate you."

As she spoke, she took out her phone and was ready to pay.

Taken aback, the thug was stunned that he would encounter such a beautiful woman. He examined her from head to toe.

"Wow! You're such a beauty! Who is this old man to you?"

On the verge of losing her patience, Neera radiated a cold aura and repeated her question, "How much?"

The thug laughed in a lewd manner; he waved his hand dismissively and said, "Forget it! Since you're so beautiful, I'll let it go. How about that? That's nice, right?

He then started to harass her.

Hey, pretty, do you have a boyfriend? If not, how about hanging out with me?"

Neera, sensing the thug, attempted to flirt with her. She squinted her eyes, and her gaze turned increasingly dangerous.

Before she could reply, Gladeon stepped in front of her. This old man was cowardly earlier on, but he seemed to have mustered up his courage.

He lifted his head and confronted that thug, roaring, "This matter has nothing to do with her. Don't even think about it!"

After that, he turned to Neera and urged, "Leave! I'll handle this."

His reaction pissed her off. She blurted out angrily, "How are you going to handle this? Are you going to lick his shoes clean for him?"

Her query rendered the old man speechless.

She took advantage of the opportunity to pull him aside and urged, "Stay put! Stop causing me more trouble!"

Then she glared at the thug. Her impatience was clear in her tone, saying, "I'll ask again, how much money do you want? Watch your language. Otherwise, I won't be this patient."

The thug did not take her words seriously. He laughed broadly and jested, "Oh, pretty! Are you trying to intimidate me? I like your feisty spirit!"

Isabella lost her temper and lashed out, "Feisty? How did you look? Have you ever taken a look at yourself in the mirror before leaving your house? With that ugly face of yours, how dare you flirt with her?"

She lifted her leg and kicked at his lower body.

Unprepared, that man covered his manhood, screamed in pain, and collapsed on the ground.

However, Isabella was not done. She yelled loudly, making a scene and drawing everyone's attention.

"Everyone, gather around! This pervert is harassing women in broad daylight! He's shameless!"

Her loud voice attracted passersby, and people started to gather around.

When they saw them confronted with that thug. The crowd was instantly outraged.

Some pointed fingers at the thugs; some were ready to beat him up; and some even wanted to call the police.

The thug dared not linger around; he quickly climbed up from the ground.

He cursed, "B*tch, you'll regret this!"

His complexion was hideous, and he scurried away in humiliation.