Chapter 871: Clash of Worlds

Emily’s sister, unable to bear the look in Xylie’s eyes, rushed to her sister's aid, slapping Xylie hard across the face. Five fingers imprinted on Xylie's cheek, but she fell silent, her eyes growing increasingly terrifying. Emmanuel recognized the look; he’d seen it on countless battlefields—the gaze of someone facing death.

Xylie's defiance only fueled the Madison sisters' anger.

“You wretched woman! Still wearing that expression? I’ll kill you!”

Emily, momentarily losing control, grabbed a plate to smash it on Xylie’s head. The room gasped. A meal had become a brawl.

Smack!

A large hand seized Emily’s wrist just in time. Xylie looked surprised to see Emmanuel. How could she encounter this man from Yeternia again?

“Get lost!”

Emmanuel flicked his hand, sending Emily sprawling. A woman’s sense of superiority didn't justify harming others.

Emily’s mother and sister rushed to her aid, then stared at Emmanuel with disdain, their eyes registering only his attire.

“Oh, another poor loser!” “Are you this wretched woman’s boyfriend? A perfect match—wealth and poverty! Hehe…” “Yuck, the stench of poverty is so unpleasant!”

The Madison women, knowing they couldn't physically overpower Emmanuel, resorted to verbal abuse, their mother silently condoning their actions. They didn't believe he'd dare retaliate.

“Enough!” Emmanuel’s voice was cold. Pointing two fingers at the three women, he said, “We’re here to eat; we’re not spending your money. Why are you so aggressive? Why do you want to drive us away?”

Xylie, despite the slap and insults, had shed no tears. But Emmanuel’s words brought a flood of grievance. The onlookers, though feeling superior, sensed Emmanuel's righteousness. They were dining and hadn't spent a penny of the women's money.

“You! You—” Emily sputtered, unable to counter his logic. Defeated, she shouted, “Someone! Where’s the manager? Get over here!”

The commotion brought a well-dressed lobby manager and two security guards.

“Miss, what seems to be the problem?” the manager asked politely.

“Problem?” Emily scoffed. “You call this a seven-star restaurant? Anyone can walk in here? Where’s the class?”

The manager frowned, assessing Emily's wealth. But who did she think she was?

Emily’s mother, however, was more pragmatic. Instead of berating the manager, she said, “They’re ruining our appetite! Manager, remove them, or we leave. You decide!”

Chapter 872: The Power of the Golden Card

The manager was caught off guard. Performance bonuses depended on keeping the Madisons happy. He knew Xylie would likely never return, but the Madisons could become regulars. He turned to Emmanuel.

“Sorry! Both of you—huh?!”

He stopped short, stunned by the golden card Emmanuel produced. Emmanuel anticipated the manager’s words and acted swiftly to protect Xylie. He brandished the super VIP card Nathan had given him.

Emmanuel was furious. He frequently encountered people who looked down on others. Why? Xylie hadn't stolen anything; she only wanted a meal. Why was she bullied?

“I’m taking over your restaurant today!”

His declaration was a thunderbolt, shocking everyone. Many thought him a fool. Could he really take over a seven-star restaurant so easily? Xylie was stunned; she knew the exorbitant cost. Emmanuel was doing this for her. Could he afford it? The manager trembled. Emily and her mother were dumbfounded; that was the restaurant’s supreme VIP card—a card rumored to be held only by heads of state or national tycoons, or the restaurant owner himself.

Who was this man?

Emmanuel sneered at their shocked faces. “Do you think you’re rich?”

The women’s faces flushed crimson. The diners turned to them, whispering and pointing, their mocking expressions undisguised.

“No! I refuse to believe it’s his!” Emily, furious and humiliated, accused Emmanuel. “It’s fake!”

Her sister added, “He stole it! Call the police!”

They were smug, confident in their supposed victory. But the manager wasn't a fool. The card belonged to his boss, Nathan Chapman. Who would dare steal from him and use it at his restaurant?

The manager knew Emmanuel was a VIP.

“Ladies, I advise you not to speak recklessly.”

Chapter 873: Emily and Her Dramatic Family

“Manager, if they refuse to leave, ban them,” Emmanuel instructed. “They won’t spoil their appetites.”

“Yes, sir!” The manager bowed deeply.

Xylie wondered about Emmanuel. In Yeringham, Samuel had shown him great respect. Why this deference from a seven-star restaurant manager?

“Ladies, you’re banned. Leave!” The manager firmly stated. He considered the Madisons nouveau riche and insignificant.

“Mom, what do we do?” Emily’s sister panicked.

Emily and her mother tried to create a scene, but to no avail. Security escorted them out. The customers’ laughter followed them.

“Haha, look at them! Thinking they’re so important?” “They threatened the manager! Who do they think they are?” “Haha, look at their faces! Clowns!”

Humiliated, the three women could only leave.

“Sir, shall I open our best private room? Would you like to dine with this young lady?” The manager asked, his focus solely on Emmanuel. He considered the Madisons clowns and Emmanuel a god.

“Xylie, would you like to join me?” Emmanuel invited.

Chapter 874: Murderer

Xylie’s emotions were complex. She wanted peace, but she'd become the center of attention. After a moment, she nodded and joined him in the luxurious private room. It was even more opulent than the Serenity Resort.

To make sure she wasn't dreaming, she pinched herself. Emmanuel noticed.

He smiled. “Are you alright?”

Xylie managed a bitter smile, then tears streamed down her face.

“Ms. Tanner, are you alright?” Emmanuel was startled.

“I-I’m fine!” She wiped her tears, forcing a smile. “Mr. Lowe, thank you. No one has ever been so kind.”

Then, “If I have a second life, I’d serve you forever! Please forgive me.”

Emmanuel laughed. “Ms. Tanner, are you sick?”

He examined her; she seemed slightly malnourished, but nothing terminal.

She shook her head, then nodded profusely. “Yes, I’m beyond saving!”

Confused, he offered to examine her. She refused. She ate voraciously, as if this were her last meal.

He watched her, sensing her gentle nature, yet her disregard for appearances.

“Ms. Tanner, take your time.” Emmanuel slowed her down.

She burst into tears again.

He dismissed the violinist. “Let your emotions out.” He sensed something troubled her.

“Ms. Tanner, if you have something on your mind…”

They had met three times; he felt a connection. She felt the same; he'd saved her three times.

After a moment, she lowered her head, tears still falling. “Mr. Lowe, don’t be surprised. I am a bad woman. I… I am a murderer.”

Emmanuel was shocked. He wasn't afraid of murderers, but he couldn't believe Xylie was one.

“Who did you kill?”

“I… I killed my foster father.” She confessed. “I used my savings for my last meal. I can't accept being mocked, even for my last meal. If not for you, Mr. Lowe, I might not have even had this.”

Emmanuel understood. There was always a reason.

“But why?”

She hesitated, then bit her lip. “He was drunk that night and… pinned me down. My foster mother… he beat her to a pulp, so I…”

Chapter 875: Pursuit

Xylie trembled and choked up. Emmanuel comforted her. “Alright, if you don’t want to talk about it…”

She had a tragic fate. Each encounter brought suffering.

“Mr. Lowe, you’re from Yeringham. Call the police and arrest me,” she said tearfully. “I don’t want to run anymore. I’m tired. Please end my life.”

He frowned. “What nonsense? It was self-defense. You won’t get a harsh sentence.”

She smiled bitterly; she hadn't told him everything. Her life was complex and mysterious.

“Mr. Lowe, I need the restroom.” She stood, leaving the private room.

Emmanuel felt something was wrong and followed her. She hadn't gone to the restroom. She was leaving the restaurant, intending to end her life.

A man and a woman blocked her path—the couple Emmanuel had met at the airport.

“Xylie, where are you going?”

Xylie turned and ran.

“Now that we’ve found you, can you escape? After her!” The woman shouted, chasing Xylie.

Panicked, Xylie ran back toward the restaurant, colliding with a Bugatti.

Bang!

Xylie fell, pain shooting through her knees and shins. Cold sweat coated her forehead.

“Well, well. Who has the nerve for a staged accident?” Nathan emerged from the car. He'd been heading to dinner with Emmanuel, encountering a “scammer” at his restaurant entrance. The woman was beautiful, perhaps from Chanaea?

Xylie looked up; he froze.

“What the hell? Why is it you?” He recognized his fiancée.

Chapter 876: A Hero Saving a Damsel in Distress

“Oh? Who are you? Playing hero?” Joshua, the muscular man, sneered. He was significantly larger than Nathan.

Xylie hoped Nathan would call for help, but he had no intention of doing so.

Nathan put his sunglasses on his chest, beckoning Joshua. “I’m afraid if I reveal my identity, you’ll flee in fear! Come, give it your best shot!”

He considered Joshua a mindless bodybuilder. He’d defeated many like him. He wanted to impress his fiancée.

Joshua kneed Nathan, fracturing his bones.

“Ah—” Nathan fell.

“Haha, laughable!” Joshua kicked Nathan twice, then pressed his shoe on his mouth.

Nathan was furious. He was an heir to one of Zovince’s Four Great Aristocratic Families! Who dared treat him like this?

The restaurant staff rushed out.

“Ah! Mr. Chapman!” “Help! Someone’s attacking Mr. Chapman!”

Joshua, startled, grabbed Xylie and tried to escape.

“You think you can beat me and leave?!” Nathan grabbed Joshua’s leg.

“Let go! Or I’ll cripple you!” Joshua threatened.

Nathan wouldn't let go.

Joshua stomped on his wrist.

“Ah!” Nathan cried out.

“Hey! Are you crazy?!” A woman in heels arrived. “Do you know who you’re hitting? He’s Mr. Chapman!”

Joshua realized the trouble he’d caused.

“Let’s eliminate this trouble!” the woman said. They knew Nathan would seek revenge.

Joshua hesitated. Killing Nathan had severe consequences. But letting him live would be a problem.

As he hesitated, security guards rushed out.

“Save Mr. Chapman!”

Chapter 877: The Wolf Warrior

Joshua had no choice but to fight his way out, knocking down the security guards.

Nathan howled in pain. “I will never let you off! I will kill you!!”

The security guards were no match for Joshua.

“Hah! Useless trash! Do you think you can stop me?” Joshua boasted.

His face froze when he saw Emmanuel. He recognized Emmanuel's martial arts skills from the airport.

“Master… Master! Teach him a lesson!” Nathan shouted.

Emmanuel had no intention of letting Joshua go. He couldn't tolerate them harming Xylie and beating Nathan.

“Go! Run!”

Joshua abandoned Xylie and fled, ignoring his girlfriend.

Nathan admired Emmanuel’s power.

Whoosh!

Emmanuel moved like a shadow, intercepting Joshua.

“D*mn it! You better go and die!”

Joshua attacked, using the same move on Nathan.

Emmanuel evaded, then used a grappling technique, taking Joshua down instantly.

“Amazing!” Nathan lamented his injured hand.

Crack! Emmanuel twisted Joshua’s leg. Security guards restrained the woman.

“Xylie, are you okay?” Emmanuel examined Xylie’s injuries.

“I’m fine, but your disciple is seriously injured!”

Emmanuel noticed Nathan glaring angrily.

“Master, it’s okay to prioritize love over disciples, but she’s my woman!” Nathan shouted.

“She’s your woman? You’re interested in her?” Emmanuel laughed, then set Nathan’s bones.

“Ah—Ah—” Nathan felt better. He kicked Joshua, then shouted at Emmanuel, “Master, teach me your skills! Otherwise, I won’t let you go!”

Chapter 878: The Dragonweave Bargain

The manager was astonished by Nathan's deference to Emmanuel.

“Forget that for now. Hospital? Can you still drink tonight?” Emmanuel asked. He needed to discuss important matters with Nathan.

Nathan wanted to appear tough, so he declined going to the hospital. “Haha, it’s nothing! Alcohol helps!”

“Take Xylie to the hospital. We’ll drink and talk.” Emmanuel instructed.

Nathan gave the manager a look. The manager understood. Joshua would face Nathan's wrath later. Sophia was detained but not restrained.

Emmanuel focused on Xylie.

After drinks, Emmanuel stated his purpose. “Nathan, I need your help.”

“Haha, no problem!” Nathan said, “Teach me your skills, and I’ll handle anything!”

“Don’t be absurd!” Emmanuel said seriously. “Someone’s blocking my wife’s company, and I need the Chapman family’s help!”

“Master has a wife?!” Nathan was shocked.

“How? Am I not worthy?” Emmanuel chuckled.

“Haha, the Iron Man of the Northern Region, immune to women! You didn’t even want Commander Stevenson’s granddaughter, and now you’re married?” Nathan teased.

Emmanuel smiled wryly.

“The situation is urgent! If you agree, I’ll teach you powerful techniques!”

“Including the one you used on Joshua?”

“Yes! ‘Dragonweave Saga’!”

It wasn't meant to be shared, but Emmanuel needed it as leverage.

“Haha, impressive! What technology does your wife need?”

“The DT6 extraction technology.”

Chapter 879: A Battle for Extraction Technology

“What? Why is this technique mentioned again?” Emmanuel asked, sensing Nathan’s odd response.

“You’re sharp, Master! A beautiful woman asked me for it and wanted to collaborate with Chapman Enterprises. I didn’t agree, but I invited her to Yeternia. I can't refuse her when she arrives.”

Emmanuel sneered. “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re planning. You want a fling!”

“Haha, Master, you understand me!” Nathan admitted. It wasn't shameful.

“But you also need the extraction technology. I’ll give up the beautiful woman to help you, but negotiating will be challenging, since I sent someone abroad for it.”

Emmanuel understood. “So, you want me to advocate for you?”

“Haha, straightforward! I’ll host a party at my seaside villa tomorrow. You both can come. I’ll help if you convince her, Master!”

“Alright.” Emmanuel agreed. He’d never negotiated before, but he’d do it for his wife.

Mackenzie arrived in Yeternia the next afternoon with Lexi and twelve bodyguards. She attracted attention. She was cautious, remembering being drugged before. She was faithful to Emmanuel and wouldn't give herself to another man.

“Ms. Quillen, Mr. Chapman invites you to his beach villa tonight!” Lexi informed Mackenzie.

“A party? Who’s attending?”

“Business celebrities and affluent individuals. Guests can’t bring bodyguards.”

Mackenzie frowned. “Mr. Chapman informed me that others are interested in the DT6 extraction technology. You may have a competitor.”

Mackenzie’s brow furrowed. Could that mysterious consortium be trying to eliminate the Quillen family again?

“Lexi, I understand. Arrange a car.”

Chapter 880: Duncan Von

Mackenzie arrived at the dazzling seaside villa. The Chapmans were truly elite.

“Excuse me, invitation?” The guards asked.

“Lexi, wait outside. I’ll go in alone.”

Mackenzie entered the lavish villa. The banquet was underway. The attendees were attractive men and women. She was in a business suit, but her elegant demeanor attracted attention.

“Who is she?” “Is she from Chanaea? How beautiful!” “Her eyes carry arrogance. She’s my type!”

Several men approached.

“Hey, I’m Duncan Von. Drink and dance?”

Mackenzie noticed the commotion. Von was from a foreign noble family. She was a high-born heiress in Yeringham, but abroad, she was just a wealthy girl. Refusing him bluntly could cause trouble.

“Sorry, I have plans,” she smiled politely, but coldly.

He stopped her as she left. She frowned, already being bothered before even seeing Nathan.

“Miss, a Chanaean saying goes, ‘Easy or hard way.’ Explain?” He was arrogant, having won over many Chanaean women. Mackenzie felt his malicious intent.

Then, a condescending voice came from upstairs.

“Duncan, shall I explain it to you?”

Everyone turned.

“Mr. Chapman!” “Mr. Chapman, I fancy you!” “Mr. Chapman, a drink?”

The arrogant guests became fawning fans.