Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace

Kiara still didn’t seem to grasp the seriousness of the situation. She proudly stood behind her father and said, "It’s clearly her daughter who beat my friends up, Dad!"

The parents of the young women who got beaten up arrogantly said, "How dare someone from an ordinary family with no status bully our daughters?"

"The police have checked the nearby surveillance cameras. Your daughters were the ones who maliciously blocked Xan and brought her to the alley. They were the ones who caused problems first. As for how they turned out like that in the alley, well, I’m sorry, there’s no footage of it," Timothy angrily said.

"So what if our daughters were the ones who called her over to the alley? They’re gravely injured, but she’s unharmed, so you have to compensate us! You can forget about surviving in Huma if you don’t come up with at least a few million dollars!" the parents arrogantly said.

They were relying on Kiara’s father-Brock Wembley. The Wembley family were indeed well-off, but they couldn’t hold a candle to the Black family.

Dexter remained silent as he lazily cast an icy gaze at Brock.

He could close an eye if it were only banter between the children, but it was unforgivable now that they were blatantly bullying his daughter.

"Brock Wembley from the Wembley family-the president of Wembley Group and the eldest son of Hunter Wembley. It looks like it’s time to change the heir to the Wembley family now," Dayton said, walking in with his group of lawyers.

Kiara was stunned when she saw him. She had seen him on the financial news he was the president of the Crowdstar Group.

"Mr. Sacco..." Brock’s expression changed as soon as he saw Dayton. He hurried over to ask, "Why are you here, Mr. Sacco?"

Dayton glanced at him and the parents of the other students indifferently. The other parents were equally stunned. Crowdstar Group was now the wealthiest organization in the Othard region, and almost no one could topple their position. The fates of everyone were tied to Crowdstar Group in one way or another, especially Wembley Group. "This is Dexter Black, the founder of Crowdstar Group. He’s also the chairman and CEO of Crowdstar Group," Dayton calmly announced.

Although he was the president of Crowdstar Group, he was ultimately still working for Dexter.

Everyone was stunned upon hearing Dayton’s words. Silence befell the entire hospital ward, and even the grumbling young women on their beds went quiet. They were shocked to learn that the mysterious founder of Crowdstar Group was actually Xan’s father.

Xan was hiding behind Timothy, still looking fragile and helpless. Her eyes were rimmed red as she softly said, " They’re the ones bullying me, Dad."

Dexter coldly looked at Brock and asked, "Is the Wembley family trying to get rid of themselves?"

Sweat was already matting Brock’s forehead, and even his voice was trembling. "T-That’s not true, Mr. Sacco. No... What I meant was... This is all a misunderstanding. My daughter isn’t involved in this matter. It’s all a misunderstanding, really. I’m just here on behalf of my daughter to visit her classmates. It has nothing to do with us."

Kiara clenched her fists nervously as Brock glared at her.

She couldn’t believe that Xan was actually the daughter of Crowdstar Group’s CEO. She refused to believe that Xan was so lucky. How could her father be that young?

The other young women started panicking when Kiara remained silent. "Kiara, w-we did this all for you..."

Kiara nervously replied, "I-It’s not nice of you guys to do such a thing to your classmate. It wasn’t my idea, and I even tried to talk you guys out of it, yet you guys insisted on doing it. What does this have to do with me—" Their internal conflict started to show.

Timothy sighed, thinking that they were all too calculative.

He knew that the Black family’s background was not an ordinary one, as even Damien was afraid of Xan’s mother, Sophia. However, he didn’t expect Dexter to actually be the CEO of Crowdstar Group.

He suddenly felt that he wouldn’t be worthy of Xan if he did not work harder.

"Um... Since they’re all classmates, please show us some mercy and don’t hold it against our families." The other parents started panicking and looked nervously at Dexter. "It’s all just a misunderstanding. We didn’t know who you were either."

"Didn’t you just say you were going to make it impossible for our family to survive in Huma?" Sophia sneered. "It’s all a misunderstanding!" they hurriedly explained. "Our daughters are at fault here. They’re still young, so we’ll teach them a lesson. It’s their fault they got injured too."

Dexter looked at Xan and asked, "How do you want to solve this matter, Xan? Do you want them expelled or gone from Huma?"

He spoke calmly, yet his words sent chills down everyone’s spine.

One of the parents started to say, "We’re sorry, Mr. Black. We’ll apologize to you."

"Please spare us this once!" The parents of the other students started panicking and lowered their heads meekly.

Brock gave a nervous glare at Kiara, urging her to apologize as well.

"I’m sorry, Xan. Can you talk to your father for us? We’re all still kids. Please don’t hold it against us this time, okay?" Kiara choked up as she spoke. She then turned to look at Timothy. "Can you help us talk to Mr. Black?"

Timothy frowned, wanting nothing more than to blend into the background. He could barely keep himself out of trouble, yet Kiara was now dragging him into her mess.

As expected, Sophia’s sharp gaze instantly turned toward him.

She chuckled coldly. "Aren’t you such a womanizer?"

It was clear that she saw him as an even bigger jerk now.

Timothy almost choked. He wasn’t sure how he should differentiate himself from Damien and show her that he wasn’t a jerk. "Mrs. Black, I-"

"I’m not interested in what you have to say," Sophia interrupted him and turned to Xan. She was only interested in her daughter’s thoughts. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Xan contemplated for a bit as she looked at the young women on the hospital beds.

Ashton once told her that she shouldn’t push it too far with someone, otherwise they might bite back.

However, she thought that she had to root out the problem completely, lest it came back to haunt her. She hated dealing with any kind of trouble.

"Can I bury them?" Xan asked seriously, her gaze fixated on those on the hospital beds.

She was already thinking about how to dispose of them completely without any traces for the police to catch on." Should I dissolve them using chemicals, burn them, feed them to wild animals, or crush their bones"

Timothy covered Xan’s mouth before she could continue talking. He awkwardly looked at Sophia and Dexter, saying, "She’s joking, Mr. and Mrs. Black. She’s just joking."

He was afraid that they might think of him as a bad influence on Xan.

But in reality, Sophia was seriously considering Xan’s thoughts.

The chemicals wouldn’t work-hazardous chemicals had to be registered, so they could be traced. As for burning bodies, they would need to go to a crematorium, and a certain temperature had to be reached. But that wasn’t exactly a difficult task either.

It was too easy for Sophia and Xan to dispose of a person completely without a trace.

While they were both still contemplating, the young women on the hospital beds were already shaking like leaves. Those who were particularly timid burst into tears.

Everyone started pointing fingers at each other, insisting that it was the other person’s idea and triggering a full- blown internal conflict.

Xan smiled as she watched them argue with each other. She suddenly thought that they were rather interesting and wanted to keep them around to play with.

"We should let it go this time, Mom. We can bury them the next time instead," she softly said.

There wouldn’t be anyone left for her to play with if they were killed just like that. Timothy also wouldn’t think that she was weak and always bullied. And she wouldn’t be able to get closer to him if he did not feel the need to protect her.

That was why every type of person had a role to play in this society-be it the good, the bad, the wicked, the ruthless, the killers, or the thieves.

Every type of person was an essential part of the fabric of this society.