Suddenly, there was a loud bang!


    “Ugh!”


    A groan came from behind Axel. The bodyguard, who was sneaking up on him, was struck in the head


    by a flying trash can and copsed instantly.


    The sudden turn of events left everyone else in shock, and no one dared toe closer.


    “Ax! Why didn’t you react quicker?”


    Axel turned around and saw Drew approaching them, hands nonchntly tucked into his pockets,


    shaking his head.


    Axel thought, ‘Damn, this kid really scared me with the trash can he kicked over.’


    Roza grabbed Axel’s suit jacket with both hands. She slowly opened her reddened eyes and looked


    deeply into his eyes.


    “Are you okay?”


    Axel lowered his eyes to meet her burning gaze. His heart skipped a beat and pounded fiercely in his


    chest.


    “I’m fine. Let’s get out of here,” Axel insisted.


    But their escape was halted as the bodyguards surrounded them. They threatened, “Stop! You hit our


    boss, so none of you will be leaving here!”


    Drew intervened, “Hey, hey, those two idiots molested my sister-in-w. We were already being nice by


    hitting you. Consider yourselves lucky that I didn’t stuff your heads in the trash. How dare you still make


    a scene?”


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    ‘Sister-inw?!’


    Roza’s eyes widened. She nervously bit her crimson lips, her cheeks flushing even redder.


    Axel was also taken aback, but then he thought about it. Regardless of whether Roza was Drew’s


    sister-inw, wasn’t Drew indirectly acknowledging him as a big brother?


    That alone felt like a big win for Axel


    “Ax, you take her and leave first. I’ll take care of things here.” Drew’s eyes shed with a fierce light. He


    twisted his neck and cracked his knuckles, ready to roll up his sleeves and get to work.


    Since his return to Savrow, he has been feeling bored for days. Now, he was finally able to enjoy his


    favorite activity, so he was excited.


    “Are you sure?” Axel asked, worried.


    “A man can’t say he’s not sure of himself.” Drew whistled lightly and looked at Roza yfully, who was


    trembling in Axel’s arms. “If you don’t trust me, how about you stay, and I’ll take my sister-inw


    away?”


    “Goodbye!” Without saying another word, Axel picked up Roza and dashed off.


    “Damn it! What happened to ‘bros before hoes’? When I get back, I’m going to tell Asher and Be!”


    Drew cursed at Axel’s back, though a smile bétrayed his amusement.


    After leaving the bar, Axel hailed a taxi and carried the already weak Roza inside.


    Roza grabbed Axel’s arm, her thin red dress already soaked with sweat. “Can your friend handle them


    alone? Let’s call the police!”


    “He’s not my friend. He’s my brother Be’s fourth brother.”


    Axel’s eyes were calm. He took off his suit jacket to drape over Roza.


    “Don’t worry, even if there were ten more of those scumbags, they wouldn’t stand a chance against


    him. He ate too much tonight. Just think of it as some exercise for him to work off all those calories.”


    “That’s Master’s fourth brother?” Roza was stunned. “No wonder… He resembles Master… But why


    don’t you look anything like him?”