Staring blankly at the four guys beating Harry, Lola remembered the pistol her elder brother had given for self-defense. She quickly fished out the pistol from a hidden box.
"Boom!" With a deafening sound, the gangsters immediately raised their hands.
As Lola was not good at shooting, she fired in the air to warn them.
"Don't move, or I'll shoot!" She calmly got out of the car and pointed the pistol at the gangsters who wanted to escape.
If she hadn't fired just now, they would not have known that she had a real pistol in her hand! They had all heard the sound and seen the shell casing on the ground.
Looking at Lola, who was unusually cold and calm, Harry sank into thoughts.
He looked her up and down. Fortunately, she was safe and sound. He still asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
Lola nodded. Then Harry grabbed the pistol from her.
He did not hesitate to pull the trigger and gave each of the four men a shot in their leg. In an instant, they screamed like hell.
"Sir, mercy!"
"Sir, don't shoot!"
Facing the dreadful man who seemed to come from the hell, the gangsters begged for mercy, without attending to the wounds in their legs. Several of them were so scared that they peed their pants.
Lola was stunned by the man's precise marksmanship. Why was he such a sharpshooter? Had he been trained in the army?
At this time, three police cars approached, sirens screaming.
A dozen policemen got off and handcuffed all the gangsters.
The spot was blocked quickly. The policemen did not dare to ask Harry and Lola to take their confessions, let alone to investigate the gunshot.
"Mr. Si, I'm sorry for what happened. We will step up patrols in this area!" A captain said to the stern-faced Harry, bowing and scraping.
Harry nodded. "Find out their ringleader and call my assistant. If you failed to do that, I'll complain to your director!"
With that, he pulled Lola into his car. Joey went to the police station with the policemen to take it from there.
Outside the Li Family Manor, Lola got out of the car, not yet recovered from a fright.
Harry got out of the car and walked to her. Looking at her slightly pale face, he threw his arms around her and held her tight.
Lola buried her face against his chest, her eyes shut. This man could always give her a sense of security.
"It's okay, go home and have a nice rest." The man's low and masculine voice sounded softly.
Lola opened her mouth. She wanted to mention Yolanda, but she didn't.
She had better not do that as she got no evidence yet. Once she found the evidence, she would make Yolanda pay the price!
She put her arms around his strong waist and spoke with a cunning smile. "Harry... I..."
Harry listened to her slightly trembling voice and cuddled her tighter.
"Huh? Afraid?" He whispered softly.
Under the dim streetlight, they spoke no more and just stood there, embracing.
After a while, the secretly happy woman gently shook her head. "I'm okay. You should go home!" She loosened her grip, stepped back and gathered up her long hair.
Harry gazed at her, nodded and got into the car.
Lola looked at the disappearing Maybach and took a sigh of relief before walking to the villa.
At the entrance of the manor, a tall man was standing by a car. Why didn't she notice just now? Lola's heart was pounding. The man was no one else but Thomas Herren.
He walked towards her. This man had always been unpredictable...
"Off work now?" He looked at the woman with a smile as if he hadn't seen what happened just now.
Lola blinked. "Mr. Herren, why are you here at this late hour?" Lola nodded and asked.
"I'm waiting for you." He looked into the woman's big sparkling eyes, and for a moment he wanted to give up all that he had now.
"What's up?" She recalled what Harry had said four years ago. People approached her because she had something they wanted...
So now Harry and Thomas approached her in every possible ways for that old pocket watch?
"You are together again?" he asked. She shook her head gently. Harry had a fiancee. How could they be together?
"Well... Lola, if I give up something, will you be with me then?" Although he was usually very busy, from time to time her smiling face would flash through his mind.
Lola looked at him in shock. What was that something he was referring to? The old pocket watch? Or his power?
Thomas looked at her with a smile. He had to admit that at first he had got close to her for that old pocket watch, but now what he did had nothing to do with the pocket watch.
"I don't want the old pocket watch and I'm willing to resign to be with you." He said in a mature and low voice, which put pressure on Lola.
He was willing to give up both the old pocket watch and the position of President...
In the past, Thomas craved the old pocket watch in order to consolidate his position as President. Now he could lay down both of them.
"I am not the right woman for you!" This was the only excuse she could come up with. Harry still held a place in her heart, and they had a daughter. Besides, they almost met every day. How could she fall in love with another man?
"Do you still love him? I do not mind. I will erase him from your mind." He said explicitly while putting his hands onto the woman's shoulder and bowing his head to look at her affectionately.
Lola shook her head. "I can't forget him. I've been entangled with him all the time. And I... have a daughter." If Harry knew she was with Thomas, he wouldn't let her off!
"I know Nicole. She is very cute. I'm willing to accept everything about you."
...... Since she was in a love-hate relationship with Harry and his fiancee would never give in, Thomas's confession was rather tempting for her.
She did not want to get involved in intrigue and strife. What she wanted was to live a peaceful and joyful live with her beloved and her daughter.
Thomas was willing to accept everything about her...
Lola lowered her head and tears somehow fell down her cheek. Maybe, it was because she hadn't heard such a tender confession for a long time!
The man wiped the tears off her face and cupped her little face in his hands.
"Lola, I am serious. There will be no other woman between us. Please trust me!" As the wind rose, Lola stared at the dominant man in tears. Unlike Harry, he was more mature and knew better how to care for a woman.