"You know these guys?" Belinda pointed at the intruders. Even as she asked, she was doubtful that Kevin had anything to do with such a low-class gang.

  "Who are you? How did you get in here?" Kevin asked. He looked at them with cold eyes. His gaze narrowed at the woman who wore the heavy make-up.

  "Wait, let me guess. This is A8001, right? Is the Bugatti with a number plate of 7578 yours?" the woman asked. She herself was confused now. This was supposed to be the right place, but the girl she was looking for was nowhere to be seen. The man in front of her was not fat and old as she had thought he would be. Instead, he was young, fit and wore a military shirt. It seemed that she had really stepped into the wrong house.

  "Yes, it is. But why are you here?" Kevin gritted his teeth. He didn't know that people were so rude these days that they broke into someone else's place for no reason.

  "Then it's the right place. I came here to look for the little bitch, not you two," the woman said, snorting. Knowing she had come to the right place fed her arrogance. Besides, the man was just a soldier. He was a nobody to her.

  "Hey, now. What little bitch? Watch your language, all right?" Kevin asked, enraged. He glared at the woman with his eagle-like eyes. Since he and Belinda were out of the question, Leena was definitely the one they were looking for. But Leena was kind and adorable. How could she have messed with this gang?

  "My language? Humph, you are just a poor soldier. You are asking me to watch my language? Do you know who I am? My name would scare you enough to wet your pants. Ask the person in charge to see me! I don't want to waste my time with a nobody,"

  the woman said, sniffing with derision. This man was just a poor soldier according to her. His good looks couldn't do him much favor. However, it seemed odd that a poor person could live in such a luxury apartment. Maybe the young man was just a guest here. The fat and old man must be the master of this place.

  "This is my place. You can tell me what you want," Kevin said, ignoring the contempt in her voice. His face held no expression. How could she look down on soldiers, who risked their lives to defend the country and bring people safety?

  "What? You own this place? You must be kidding me. I want to see the little bitch and her lover. Couldn't she do something else f

  her hot bath but was disturbed by the sounds at the door, so she came down to see what was going on. The old woman had said that she would teach Leena a lesson last time. It seemed that she meant to ransack Leena's place.

  "Oh, so you finally decided to come out. I thought you are going to hide forever," the woman mocked Leena. She was furious to see her rival.

  "Humph! I didn't do anything wrong. Why do I have to hide from you? Who do you think you are?" Leena said, snorting. She wore a casual suit which she had changed into after the bath. The scratch on her face looked more obvious now that she had washed up.

  "Nana, what's wrong? It looks like the scratch has become worse," Kevin frowned, looking at his wife with worry. He had thought that the scratch was just a little problem. It should have disappeared in a few days, not gotten worse.

  "I'm okay. It'll heal in a few days. Look, the thing is, I accidentally occupied this woman's parking place this morning, after I drove Claire to the mansion. I apologized to her, but she didn't accept my apology and cursed me. She talked about teaching me some lesson and scratched my face before I could defend myself. I swore to God and said sorry to her, really showing this woman my kindness and respect, but she wasn't kind in return and insulted me instead. I couldn't stand her and so we fought," Leena said, frowning. This woman had now come to her place, but Leena still didn't think there was something wrong with what she did. She didn't mean to take the woman's parking space. It had only been an accident.