The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning (Madelyn) novel Chapter 103

Chapter 103 

Madelyn decided to change the topic and softly said, “I lost my purse.” 

“Drive,” Zach said to the driver. 

Madelyn was worried, and she would not be troubling him unless it was absolutely necessary. She continued, “There’s a photo of my mom inside, and it’s very important to me.” 

“Got it.” Zach responded. 

With his assurance, Madelyn knew Zach would surely help her find the wallet. 

Shelley ran and chased after the car, wailing uncontrollably as Rogan and the others had been taken away by the police. 

Everyone there was left scared senseless. They had all seen just how ruthless Zach could be. With just a few strikes, all five hooligans had been beaten to a bloody pulp! 

Blood had been left all over and cleaning it off proved to be a daunting task. 

As the scene had unfolded, no one had dared to speak a word. They did not want to get into trouble just for a few hooligans and could tell Zach and his people were not to be messed with. 

Wonda was hiding behind a tractor and had seen everything unfold. The scene had left her weak in the knees. Soon, she heard a group of people talking. 

One of them, a green-haired guy, asked, “Forry, who was that girl? And what’s up with all those suits? Are they some powerful people or something?” 

Alex muttered, “Those cars cost at least a few hundred thousand dollars each. Forrest, do you know something?” 

Forrest had one hand in his pocket and played with a metal lighter with the other hand. He pressed it, and a flame burst out. 

He advised them, “From now on, you guys should stay away from her and especially that man with the last name ‘Jardin’.” 

‘Madelyn seemed easy to bully, but the Jent family isn’t to be trifled with. Zach is still 

as brutal as before,’ he mused. 

every bit 

“That man was freaking ruthless. I could hear their bones breaking from here. It must’ve been excruciating!” said the green-haired guy. 

Forrest closed the lighter. He looked at the person who was trembling not far away before approaching her. 

When Wonda saw him walking toward her, she wanted to run away in terror, but her legs were still weak so she could not move. 

Forrest stretched his hand and said, “Hand it over.” 

Wonda’s family was not wealthy, and she was not good-looking either. Sometimes, she would even be bullied by the locals, so she did not dare to mess with these hooligans. 

She wondered why Forrest was looking for her. She did not dare to look into his eyes. 

She stuttered, “W-What…” 

“Do I need to remind you? You stole Madelyn’s purse, didn’t you? Stop feigning innocence,” Forrest sneered with an icy gaze. “It’s bad enough that you’re ugly, but a thief on top of that?” 

Wonda quickly responded, “I didn’t steal her purse, I found it!” 

“You knew it belonged to her and you didn’t return it! What’s the difference between that and stealing?”