13. So close, yet so far!

Michael Gordon blatantly ignored him, his eyes seemingly smiling, staring at Ivy Aretha without moving. The stare made Ivy feel goosebumps all over her body.

During the teasing by those hooligans earlier, she wasn't as nervous as she was now. Seeing Michael's calm, smiling face, her heart was beating uncontrollably.The hand holding Madeline was trembling slightly, too.

After a while, the crowd around them grew, but the number of people who could approach decreased. Michael's appearance undoubtedly added fuel to the already chaotic scene.

Seeing that Michael was just silent, Sony Hunt, whose body was already tense, became stiff and said with a trembling voice, "Mr. ... Gordon, just say it, what do you want to do? Just give me a quick word!"

"Deal with it?"

Michael chewed on the two words carefully, as if pondering something. He still didn't look at Sony; his eyes maintained the same position, but the curve of his lips deepened.

After a moment, he spoke again leisurely: "Why should I deal with you?"

As soon as he heard the sentence, Sony Hunt's heart loosened a little. He carefully moved his eyes to meet Michael's, trying to figure out the meaning behind his words through his gaze.

Even before he fully looked up, Michael's deep and mellow voice rang out again.

"What, Miss Aretha, are you just going to stand here without doing anything? Do you want me to step in for you?"

Michael stood right in the way of Ivy's exit, looking at her with interest as he spoke. "If I remember correctly, Miss Aretha is quite capable. Young Master Gordon has personally experienced it this morning. That experience almost ..."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Gordon, I was wrong this morning!"

Ivy panicked and quickly interrupted Michael's words. This man was clearly here to take advantage of the situation. This morning, she had mistakenly almost ruined the dignity of his manhood, and now he took the opportunity to retaliate.

Some heroes really couldn't let a grudge go overnight.

"Where were you wrong?"

Upon hearing this, Sony Hunt's heart relaxed. So, this woman had nothing to do with Michael; instead, she had offended him. Sony's face twitched into a sycophantic smile upon realizing this.

"Young Master Gordon, this girl really doesn't know a good thing when she sees it. Offending me is one thing, but daring to offend Young Master Gordon is too outrageous! I'll do this on your behalf…"

As he spoke, he began making a fist with his hand, crackling his knuckles.

"I didn't ask you!"

Michael's voice suddenly became cold, as if he were a different person. Sony's words stopped abruptly, and his hand movement froze, not daring to move at all.

"I was wrong for attacking Mr. Gordon this morning!" Ivy frowned, eventually opting for not making a scene and simply apologizing.

Jaysen Smith, who had been watching the drama unfold from the side, burst out laughing when he heard this and immediately patted Michael on the shoulder: "Old habits die hard, huh?"

Jaysen could easily guess what was going on here.

Young Master Gordon only had a few hobbies, and being attacked by a woman was a first. Any woman who met Michael would usually throw themselves at him, but this woman dared to attack Young Master Gordon.

Jaysen couldn't help but take another look at her. Sure enough, she was a special woman, beautiful as a flower, and with that defiant look in her eyes, he was sure she was a thorny beauty.

This time, the weary-of-beauties Young Master Gordon seemed to have met his match; Jaysen felt there was a good show to enjoy.

Michael didn't respond to Jaysen's gloating. He glanced at Sony Hunt and then coldly commanded Ivy.

"You, go, whatever you did to me yesterday, do the same to him today. I, Young Master Gordon, don't want to lose to a spoiled brat!"

The implication was that since she had attacked him, if she didn't do it to Sony as well today, she would be losing face for Young Master Gordon.

Jaysen: "..."

What a special way to treat a lady. However, he did want to know how this woman attacked Young Master Gordon yesterday.

"Miss Aretha, right? Hurry up. If Mr. Gordon gets angry, the consequences could be severe!"

Jaysen gloated, wanting to see a good show, and chuckled as he helped Ivy hold up the seriously drunk Madeline.

Ivy glanced at Jaysen, whose face was clean and handsome, and looked like a gentleman. She didn't stop him from helping to support the already drunk-asleep Madeline.

She handed Madeline to him and said thank you.

"Do you want to go to work tomorrow?" Seeing that she had no intention of fighting back, Michael reminded her again.

Ivy glanced at Michael and sneered at the trembling Sony Hunt, "I don't need you to tell me to deal with despicable men like you!"

Her words were meant for Sony and his group, but when the words "you guys" fell into Michael's ears, why did it sound like it had something to do with him?

It made him squint at her.

As soon as the words left her mouth, Ivy walked up to Sony without a sound. Before he could react, she used all her strength to knee him in the groin…

"Ah!"

The man's screams of pain tore through the noisy bar. Sony clutched his crotch, unable to stand up straight. The onlookers multiplied.

The bar music suddenly stopped, and in the packed crowd, silence was left with only sighs.

Jaysen was dumbfounded, watching the woman perform such a hooligan action like a pro as if she did it every day. Was it possible that she was the rumored professional sexual harasser fighting expert for twenty years?

"Listen up, this woman offended me, Michael Gordon, so she will be taken care of by me!" Michael's deep voice resounded confidently, occupying all space. "Whoever dares to touch her will be obstructing my revenge. Get the hell out of here!"

In an instant, the crowd scattered like smoke and mist.

Ivy: "..."

What's gotten into this man?

Jaysen: "..."

Is this how heroes save the day nowadays?

As he thought about it, Jaysen couldn't help but look down at the drunk Madeline, who he was helping to hold. Weren't heroes supposed to be like him?

"You… what are you doing!"

Awakening Madeline, who was swaying from the alcohol she drank, opened her eyes to see a stranger's face right in front of her, then suddenly shouted, "Who are you?! What do you want? Don't think you can touch me just because I had a bit to drink. Let me tell you, I'm not drunk yet. You… you… forget it..."

"Forget what?"

Before Madeline finished speaking, Jaysen interrupted her, interestedly moving closer to her ear. "Want a taste?"

Upon hearing this, Madeline instinctively slapped him…