Making a Comeback

Chapter 18 Help

It didn't take long before Marcus replied in a deep voice, "Got it. I'll do it within the next two days. Just wait."

After this incident, Ysabella, Yasmine, and Vania's impression of Tyrone greatly improved. As they were driving back, Vania even joked about Tyrone helping her pull some strings so she could become a manager at Slycon Group.

Before Tyrone could answer, Ysabella laughed, saying, "Don't you think you're thinking too highly of him? Mason is such a powerful man, and the Bennets have already paid off the debt by buying 100 housing units. After today, they won't remember who he is."

Tyrone laughed and agreed with a nod. "Yes, that's true."

"Look at the two of you singing the same tune. I'm just joking. I'm the kind of woman who relies on her own capabilities!"

Soon, they returned to Vania's house, where the remaining room had been prepared for Yasmine. When Yasmine found out what her parents had done for Yvan, she was furious.

…

For the next two days, Ysabella and Vania went to work as usual. Although Tyrone was jobless, he would go out early and return late every day. No one knew what he was up to.

The next morning, Tyrone was woken up by the ringing of his phone. "Tyrone, help—"

Before Ysabella could finish her words, she screamed, and the call ended. Tyrone's expression instantly darkened, and he called back. Unfortunately, her phone had been turned off.

Tyrone sensed that Ysabella was really in danger and that it was serious. After calming himself, he understood that the first thing he had to do was find out where she was. Then he thought of Cole, who was the big shot in Cleyton's business industry. Cole should be able to get some information.

…

Tyrone rushed into Slycon Group's office. This time, the receptionists and the guards welcomed him with smiles. After the previous incident, none of them dared to do anything to him.

Tyrone rushed straight into Cole's office, pushing the door open and demanding, "Something happened to Ysabella. Find her location now. Immediately!"

Cole replied, "Mr. Hendrick, we just received news and were about to contact you. Marcus has kidnapped Mrs. Hendrick. According to my subordinate, this is related to Timothy Jenkin."

"Fuck!" Tyrone punched the wall. He'd guessed that Timothy was a wretched man who wouldn't change his dirty mind. This time, he wouldn't let the bastard off easily. "Then who is Marcus? His subordinate?"

Shaking his head, Cole replied, "No. Marcus does underground dealings. He's part of one of the three strongest gangs in Cleyton. Many of his subordinates are ruthless. But you don't have to worry. We've located him at Maximus Rich's clubhouse. I'll arrange for some men to go with—"

"No need. I can't imagine what my wife will go through while you wait to arrange everything. Send me the location, and I'll head over myself!" Tyrone instructed Cole as he put on the black coat hanging on the wall before rushing out the door.

"Mr. Hendrick! You can't go alone! It's dangerous!" Cole shouted while he chased after him. As the elevator door closed, he pulled back, remembering the rumors about how powerful Tyrone was. Still, Cole called all his men and ordered them to keep Tyrone safe. If anything happened to Tyrone, he wouldn't be able to bear the consequences.

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A branch of Rich Clubhouse was located on Plenton Street. Inside a luxurious private room, a guy with a scar on his forehead was rubbing his chin while looking at two women who were tied up in the corner. Most importantly, they were beauties, and one of them was Ysabella. The other woman was Vania, her best friend.

"No wonder Timothy was so crazy about you. Look at that figure. It's amazing! Haha! I heard you have a useless husband, huh? That's a pity."

Both Ysabella and Vania had their mouths gagged and their eyes blindfolded. Therefore, they couldn't say anything and could only shake their heads violently.

"Enough! Since you've been brought all the way here, it's useless to resist. I bet you two have heard this: If you can't resist, then enjoy yourselves."

"My boss is right. You're just being played with. We won't kill you, so what's there to be afraid of?"

This spurred on a fierce exchange of dirty words around them. Marcus' gaze was filled with dangerous desire.

Suddenly, a guy with a scar on his face walked in. When he saw the two beauties who were tied up, he frowned.

Marcus glanced at him, asking, "Grinch, did you inform Timothy yet?"

Grinch nodded. "Yes. He said he'd be here in half an hour."

"What? Half an hour? Who does he think he is to have me wait half an hour?" Marcus slammed the table before looking at Ysabella and Vania again. Then he chuckled. "Well, half an hour should be enough for me to have fun with these ladies, right? It's not a bad idea to let Timothy play with what I've already played with."

"Hahaha! Marcus, you're right, but don't forget to leave some fun for us!"

"Yes! It's been a long time since we've had some fun!"

With everyone egging him on, Marcus rubbed his hands together and strolled toward the two women, looking at them lustfully. Terrified, the two women struggled as hard as they could.

Suddenly, Grinch stopped before Marcus. "We have rules in our industry. They are weak women and have done nothing to offend us. Don't you think this is inappropriate?"

"Fuck off!"

With a slap, Grinch fell to the ground. Marcus spat in his face before ordering his men to tie him up.

"You're teaching me a fucking lesson? Imbecile!" Marcus scolded before turning his vile gaze on Ysabella and Vania. His dirty hands reach out toward the two women.