After the three of them finished planning, Hailey Smith walked out directly.
As they approached the Imperial Garden’s entrance, they clearly felt a change in atmosphere.
It was as if there was a lion guarding in the shadows inside, opening its eyes when people got close, giving off a strong sense of oppression.
Elijah Jefferson and Emma Lewis exchanged a glance; if it weren’t for Amelia Wright being completely out of touch, they would never have considered storming the Imperial Garden.
Hailey Smith gestured to Elijah Jefferson and Emma Lewis to hide properly, and shouted, "Brothers, don’t act, I’m back."
Several shadows emerged from the empty outer courtyard, heading towards Hailey Smith.
Someone patted Hailey Smith on the shoulder: "Why are you back? Weren’t you protecting Young Madam?"
These bodyguards in the Imperial Garden, even when Godfery Shaw is out of control, are absolutely trustworthy, and all know the truth behind Hailey Smith’s initial betrayal.
Hailey Smith felt guilty as a thief and his voice inexplicably softened: "Is Young Master Shaw’s injury healed? I’m a bit worried, so I came to check."
A close associate who had a good relationship with Hailey Smith shook his head while patting his shoulder, "No, you know Young Master Shaw’s condition, we haven’t seen him for days; it’s your brother handling things."
Hailey Smith paused when she heard his brother was handling things.
Then he called some bodyguards and walked aside, whispering, "I can’t see Young Master Shaw, can I see Young Madam?"
Another close associate rolled his eyes, "What do you think? Are you looking for trouble?"
Hailey Smith just kept pulling them away from the entrance, speaking in a low voice.
Since these matters couldn’t be overheard, the close associates cooperated with Hailey Smith and walked to the side, lowering their voices for discussion.
At this moment, Elijah Jefferson and Emma Lewis seized the opportunity and ran into the villa.
Both were highly skilled, one having spent years in the army, the other having been trained from a young age at Jefferson Estate.
They moved quickly and silently.
Hailey Smith glanced over there, relieved.
Storming the Imperial Garden was indeed difficult for the three, but Hailey Smith couldn’t bring more people to storm the place.
Helping the two get inside, Hailey Smith saw it not as betrayal but as following Young Master Shaw’s orders when clear-headed; a clear-minded Young Master Shaw would never trouble Young Madam.
If he didn’t intervene now, and Young Madam got into trouble and missed the finals of the national painting exhibition, she definitely wouldn’t forgive him.
When Young Master Shaw is clear-headed, he likely won’t forgive himself either.
Emma Lewis and Elijah Jefferson were trusted by Young Madam, so he could trust them too.
Hailey Smith didn’t understand what his brother was thinking, knowing Young Master Shaw’s thoughts yet arranging things this way.
After Elijah Jefferson and Emma Lewis ran into the villa, accidentally, they ran into Basil Smith carrying a tray, along with a trembling chef.
Elijah Jefferson and Emma Lewis both halted.
Basil Smith squinted his eyes behind the glasses, warily asking, "Why are you here?"
Currently, not even a mosquito would be allowed inside the Imperial Garden. How could it be normal for these two to suddenly appear?
Basil Smith reached for his phone to notify his people.
Emma Lewis stepped forward and grabbed Basil Smith’s wrist, causing the tray in his hand to fall to the ground, his face turning grim.
Emma Lewis said to Elijah Jefferson, "You go up first, I’ll handle this and come over."
Elijah Jefferson gave Emma Lewis a glance, nodded, and ran upstairs. This text is hosted at novel✦fire.net
Basil Smith panicked when he saw this, "Stop! What are you doing? No outsiders are allowed on the second floor of the Imperial Garden. Does Jefferson Estate intend to oppose the Shaw family?"
Elijah Jefferson paused his steps.
Emma Lewis twisted Basil Smith’s wrist and pinned him in front.
Basil Smith grunted, and Emma Lewis looked at Elijah Jefferson, "Alright, you go upstairs."
Elijah Jefferson turned back and told Basil Smith, "Whether the Shaw family and Jefferson Estate are enemies isn’t something a mere bodyguard can decide."
Saying that, he quickly headed upstairs.
In the Imperial Garden, Basil Smith was always the one who had the final say.
Though not strong in force, he was shrewd and clever, with numerous associates under his lead, and Hailey Smith was his brother.
But at this moment, in front of these two, Basil Smith had no advantage.
Elijah Jefferson went upstairs.
Emma Lewis released Basil Smith, who was pinned down, "Basil Smith, did you forget what I once told you?"
Basil Smith rubbed his arm, his expression stiffening.
Emma Lewis looked down at Basil Smith, her voice turning colder, "Did I remind you not to wrong Amelia Wright again, or else..."
Basil Smith suddenly recalled the unpleasant memory. This woman, who didn’t act like one, had said that if she wronged Amelia Wright... she’d sleep with him.
Basil Smith’s face went pale: "What did I wrong? Young Madam and Young Master Shaw aren’t divorced yet, but she went out with that man named Jefferson, staying out all night!"
Emma Lewis retorted, "You all have such a big reaction to Amelia Wright staying out. If Young Master Shaw suddenly has a fiancée, should we kill Young Master Shaw?"
"Shut up. You don’t understand anything; what nonsense are you spouting? Young Master Shaw has his reasons." Basil Smith reacted fiercely, defending Godfery Shaw.
"Reasons, huh. I don’t care what his reasons are. Since the Shaw family publicly announced the divorce, even ten Jeffersons are none of your business, yet you dare to lock up Amelia Wright? Who gave you the right?"
Emma Lewis was always bold.
She circled Basil Smith slowly.
Basil Smith remembered Emma Lewis’s past words, instinctively stepping back, his face uncomfortably saying, "Stay away from me. I don’t touch women I don’t like."
Without warning, Emma Lewis punched Basil Smith in the face.
She taunted, "Ha, what are you expecting? Really think I’d sleep with you? I used to find you quite agreeable, but now I don’t. You think Amelia Wright is an easy target because she’s defenseless, don’t you? Today I’ll show you what ’not easy’ means."
Basil Smith thought Emma Lewis would touch him, like last time; he even remembered the shock of being bitten on the lips.
He really did, as Emma Lewis said, have a slight expectation.
But when this little thought was exposed, all that was left was anger and embarrassment.
Emma Lewis was obviously angrier than Basil Smith.
She didn’t waste time, launching an attack on Basil Smith.
Each move was solid, army-style combat, resulting in sound hits.
After Emma Lewis vented for a while, she looked at Basil Smith, bruised and missing his glasses, coldly saying, "Even if you’re not afraid of being beaten, I’d beat someone like you no matter what."
Since entering the Imperial Garden, following Godfery Shaw, Basil Smith hadn’t been beaten .
For a moment, he felt dumbfounded, his face sullen without speaking.
The chef beside him was trembling in fear this time.
Emma Lewis somehow found a baseball bat, tapping it against her palm like a kidnapper, looking at the two.