Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot

Chapter 819: 253: Rid the dregs, the reversal came too quickly!_6
 

Viola spoke in a flat tone, “A name is only meant to be called out. There’s nothing special about me. Sorry, but I have something to take care of, I will be leaving first.”

With that, she turned and approached the door.

But…

The door seemed to have been locked from the outside.

No matter how she tried, it wouldn’t open.

Viola slightly furrowed her brows.

Visha Garcia looked at Viola and continued, “Miss Thompson, there’s no need to get nervous, I don’t have any ill intentions towards you. I simply want to sit down and have a meal with you.”

“Is this how you invite someone for dinner?” Viola challenged lightly.

Visha Garcia pulled out a chair, “Miss Thompson, please have a seat.”

“What if I refuse?” Viola’s tone was still indifferent.

Visha Garcia chuckled, “Miss Thompson, without my permission, you won’t be able to leave this place today. So, your only option is to sit down and finish this meal with me.”

He was confident enough that after a meal, Viola would fall for him and choose him.

After all.

He had the means.

“Are you threatening me?” Viola raised her eyebrows slightly, her tone staying steady.

Visha Garcia approached Viola, laughing, “Don’t be angry, Miss Thompson. Trust me, I really don’t mean any harm. Let’s sit down and talk about it.”

Saying so,

He placed his hand on Viola’s shoulder, pushing her towards the chair.

Viola, who hated coercion and physical contact, grabbed Visha Garcia’s hand and pushed back.

Bang!

The towering Visha Garcia fell onto the floor.

Even he didn’t see that coming.

After all,

He too was a trained fighter.

Not stopping at that, after knocking Visha Garcia to the ground, Viola stepped on his hand and coldly said, “Believe it or not, if there’s a next time, I’ll break your hands.”

Visha Garcia’s face twisted in pain.

Viola walked towards the door, took a small black hairpin from her hair, and unlocked the door with it.

Click-

The next second,

The door was open.

Viola strolled out.

Her departing figure was extremely cool,

A bit wild even.

Watching her leave,

The bodyguards stationed outside were stunned.

How did she get out?

Did Mr. Garcia let her leave so quickly?

Just then,

A curious bodyguard took a step into the room.

As soon as he stepped in,

He was badly startled by the sight before his eyes.

There was Visha Garcia, sitting on the floor.

The left side of his face was swollen,

And blood was still oozing from his nostrils.

It was a ghastly sight to behold.

When had the highly esteemed high-caste Visha Garcia of Country Polluton ever been beaten up like this?

Especially, by a woman of statusless in Polluton.

“Viola!”

Visha Garcia ground his teeth and spat out the name.

When Nako Garcia arrived at the scene and saw the terrible condition of Visha Garcia, she was completely bewildered.

What happened?

Visha Garcia’s assistant walked up to Nako Garcia and whispered something to her.

Upon hearing it, Nako Garcia’s brows furrowed in anger, “Brother, I’ll have Viola brought back here right away!”

That wretch Viola! She really didn’t appreciate kindness; it was Visha Garcia’s grace that he held her in his eyes.

Yet, she had the audacity to lay hands on Visha Garcia.

Did she really think her good looks entitled her to do as she pleased?

“You don’t need to meddle!” Visha Garcia said, his face tightened with anger, “I can handle my own affairs!”

“Brother, that lowly creature hit you! Are you just going to forgive her like that?” Nako Garcia frowned.

Visha Garcia squinted, his eyes glinting with a dangerous light. “This matter won’t be settled so easily! I’ll make Viola Thompson regret what she did today!”

Nako Garcia breathed a sigh of relief; her greatest fear was that Visha Garcia, in a moment of confusion, would let Viola off the hook.

With Visha Garcia’s methods.

Viola Thompson would definitely meet a horrible end.

Thinking of this, Nako Garcia hooked her lip corner slightly.

Visha Garcia continued, “Keep an eye on Viola Thompson’s movements and report to me at any time.”

“Yes, brother.” Imagining Viola’s end, Nako Garcia’s eyes were full of satisfaction.

After leaving the private room, Viola made a call to Mila.

Mila said, “Miss Nako told me that you had something come up suddenly and couldn’t make it for dinner, so we didn’t book the room. Are you okay, Viola?”

Not wanting to worry Mila, Viola didn’t tell her about Visha Garcia, she simply replied, “I’m fine, don’t worry.”

Meanwhile.

Nako Garcia returned to the dormitory.

She instructed Wage and Betty to keep an eye on Viola’s movements.

“Viola has offended my brother this time, and she will have a terrible end.”

Hearing this, Wage and Betty were very excited.

Finally, someone would take action against Viola Thompson!

Wage, concerned, asked: “Miss Nako, is Mr. Garcia alright?”

Nako Garcia didn’t answer his question directly, but instructed, “You must monitor her whereabouts and report to me at any time.”

“Okay.” Wage nodded. He thought he’d lost the opportunity to drive Viola Thompson out of Capital University, but she had brought it on herself by displeasing Visha Garcia.

A week after the military training, Capital University students had a ten-day vacation.

Viola planned to go home.

Mila also planned to return to her home country.

The moment Viola picked up her suitcase and left the dormitory, Wage and Betty immediately notified Nako Garcia.

Nako Garcia then immediately notified her brother.

Meanwhile.

Just as Viola and Mila reached the campus gate, they saw a top-level luxury car parked there.

Tow rows of bodyguards stood before the car.

Quite impressive.

Mila lowered her voice and said, “Look, Viola!”

Viola slightly furrowed her brows, “Look at what?”

“Look at that luxury car,” Mila was barely suppressing her gossip alter ego, “Do you think the owner of that car is here to pick up his girlfriend? Damn! This is incredibly ostentatious! If I were the girl, I’d be waking up laughing even in my dreams!”

Viola chuckled lightly, “Really?”

“Really!” Mila continued: “I have to say, I can count the number of guys who’ve chased after me on my ten fingers.”

“What about you?” Mila looked at Viola and asked.

Viola replied, “I never really counted.”

She never really counted!

Such a statement.

So common, yet so extraordinary.

Just then.

The door of the luxury car opened.

Visha Garcia, dressed like a tycoon, stepped out of the car and began walking towards Viola step by step.

Oh no!

Mila’s assumption was wrong. The owner of the car wasn’t here to pick up his girlfriend, but to seek vengeance.

Mila paled instantly.

Looking at Visha Garcia, she knew he wouldn’t let Viola go.

After all, Viola had given him a thorough beating last time.

Mila tugged on Viola’s sleeve, “Viola, what should we do?”

Viola, however, was calm, “No worries, we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.”

On one side, Nako Garcia folded her arms, her lips curving slightly as she watched Viola,

Viola was finished this time.

Given Visha Garcia’s character, he would grab her by the hair, slap her a few times in public to shame her, and then take her back to punish her slowly.

With such thoughts in mind, Nako Garcia’s eyes were gleaming with satisfaction.

Just at that moment, Visha Garcia suddenly knelt down on one knee in front of Viola, accepted a bouquet of flowers from his assistant, and offered them to Viola, “Viola Thompson, I like you. Will you be my girlfriend?”