Chapter 47

The manager couldn't help but quiver under Collin's intense gaze. Then, he cautiously spoke up, "Of course... Of course, we'll kick out the troublemakers downstairs..." "No!" Collin rubbed his temples in frustration. Yvette was Wilson's cherished sweetheart. Wilson would have his head if she were thrown out! "Remember her face. No matter what, don't you dare lay hands on her—even if she razes this place to the ground someday!" "Yes, yes, got it, Mr. Steele. I remember her now..." The manager hurriedly agreed as he saw Collin's grave expression. However, he was also bewildered by Yvette's significance. What made her worthy of Collin's protection? … "Ouch... You bitch, how dare you do this to me! I'm the heir of the Zeigler family, the Zeiglers won't let you off—" Before he could finish his threat, Yvette landed another kick. With her head lowered, her voice dripped with defiance as she challenged, "Won't let me off? I'll be waiting to see you try." He'd used such despicable tact