“Isn’t that No.29, that heiress?”


    The tough woman was immediately excited, smacking her thighs as she chuckled, “Wee back.


    And here I heard someone bailed you out… My shoulder just happened to be feeling sore, soe


    here and give me a massage.”


    “You’re sore everywhere, everyday anyway. Here—let me give you some proper treatment,” Leia


    retorted and pped the tough woman across the face.


    “H-How dare you hit me?!” The woman was left dumbstruck by the p and stared at Leia in disbelief


    while clutching her swelling cheek.


    “That’s not all—I’ll kick you like you kicked me! What are you going to do about it?” Leia snapped and


    kicked the woman squarely in the stomach.


    She stumbled but quickly snapped at the other intimates, “What are you spacing out for?! Get her!”


    However, the other women were all huddled together and shuddering in fear, staring at the burly man


    standing behind Leia.”


    “Go on if you dare,” Xavier said as he slowly lit himself a cigarette, illuminating his handsome face and


    quietly intimidating presence.


    He was not saying much or doing anything, but that was enough to intimidate those women.


    “Who the hell are you?!” The tough woman demanded, clearly hostile and uncowed despite noticing


    Xavier. After all, she was a mob boss before her incarceration and had taken the lives of people.


    “Who, me?” Xavier took a long drag and shed a vague smile. “I’m here to back up my kid, so you


    should take her beating lying down if you’re smart.”


    “Your kid?!” The tough woman did not have the patience to listen—her bby cheeks were stiffened as


    she balled up her fists, ready to retaliate.


    However, when she finally had a good look at Xavier’s face from the glow of his cigarette, she dropped


    to the floor while her face paled as if she just saw a ghost. “Y-You’re Xavier Stuart?!”


    “Yes,” Xavier, whose family was involved in legally-gray businesses, nodded. Moreover, the tough


    woman had the fortune to meet him once, with those good looks of his particrly memorable.


    And she was immediately on her knees, pleading with Xavier, “I-I’m so sorry, Mr. Stuart. I didn’t know


    No.29 was with you. I would have definitely been giving her my best hospitality if I knew… Please, don’t


    hold it against me, Mr. Stuart. Forgive me…”


    She did not fear being in jail, but she feared the Stuarts. She would be in for a world of pain when she


    got out, and her family would suffer with her.


    The consequences were certainly unimaginable.


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    Nheless, Xavier simply smiled haughtily as he took a puff, though there was icy cruelty in his eyes


    that would leave anyone shuddering.


    “You never hurt me,” he said. “Why are you apologizing to me?”


    The tough woman was certainly smart enough to turn to Leia and kowtow to her. “I-I’m sorry, No. 29. I


    must be blind to make things so unpleasant for you… I’m so sorry! Please forgive me!”


    Their other cellmates did the same, but Leia remained impassive as she said coolly, “None of you have


    to apologize because I’d never forgive any of you. I will, however, return the favor for everything you


    put me through.”


    With those words, she pped the tough woman across the face with the back of her hand. She’d


    return what she’d been given, in full, one painful bit after the other.


    “No!!! Please, stop!!! We won’t do it ever again!” They kept begging for mercy—their desperate cries


    eerily resounding across the hollow detention center.


    Eventually, Leia was exhausted and done with her revenge.


    Turning towards Xavier, she said, “I’m done. Let’s go.”


    “Alright!” Xavier snapped his fingers and gently opened the door for Leia.


    The women in the cell were left watching, stunned… They would never have upset someone that


    important if they had known!