Chapter 115: Rescued

　　 　　 　　Braim simply didn't know what words to use to describe the scene before him. After searching for Caroline for many days, she was now being pinned down by several teenage girls. And Caroline's hand... was tightly gripping onto a redhead girl's hair... Such a strange and ridiculous scene... Braim almost wanted to close his eyes. Good Lord, it was absurd! 　　 　　"Hey—" Phoebe was the first to speak up, "Who do you think you are? Let me tell you, our business is none of your concern..." 　　 　　Braim's face darkened as he gestured for his bodyguards to approach. 　　 　　The bodyguards quickly moved in and restrained the aggressive teenage girls. 　　 　　"Ah! Let me go! Jerks, who do you think you are..." The teenage girls cursed loudly, spewing profanities. 　　 　　"Miss Caroline, are you alright?" Braim approached Caroline with concern and helped her up. 　　 　　Caroline's face had several scratch marks from Phoebe's nails, and she grimaced, "Ow, it hurts..." 　　 　　Braim, with a ser