Chapter 17 Revenge

These days, she had suffered too much injustice—the humiliation from Wesley, Randall's schemes, and the blatant seizure by the man in front of her—all of it threatened to break her. It seemed like fate enjoyed playing tricks on her. "Don't cry," Mr. Jin sighed resignedly, patting Elena's head as if accepting his fate. "Don't worry, I'll take care of those things for you. Just rest." After saying that, he picked up Elena's phone, entered a number, and handed it to her. "If you need anything, call this number and ask for me. I'll help you take care of it." Elena lifted her tear-filled eyes and took the phone. The man's contact name was simple, just a single character, "Jin." "Alright, go rest now. I'll take care of some things," the man's voice suddenly became deep, with a hint of danger. Elena didn't say anything. Mr. Jin didn't waste any more words either, picking up his suit jacket from the chair and leaving. After Randall traded Elena to the fat man for the contr