Chapter 363:

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Miley’s face flushed with anger. She hadn’t anticipated that the seemingly amiable man would harbor such a crude side.

«How dare you! If you harass my employees, I’ll have you behind bars!» Incensed, Miley flushed a deep red.

«You’re in over your head,» Healy snarled. «Are you aware that you’ve stirred up significant trouble? Now, you’d best heed my words. If you can’t settle a year’s worth of rent today, you need to vacate this place immediately.»

Miley pieced it together instantly.

Healy was in cahoots with Jaden.

Previously, she had incurred Jaden’s wrath. They didn’t have the courage to seek retribution against Matthew, so they resorted to threatening her with a rent increase. Realizing she was cornered, she suppressed her rage. «The deadline isn’t until next week.»

Healy huffed. «This is my property, and I say you’ll pay.»

Just then, the office door swung open.

Neville strode in, arms folded. «Mr. Diaz, your voice carries. It’s ungentlemanly to bully a woman, don’t you think?»

Matthew stood next to Neville. His icy demeanor alone was enough to unsettle Healy.

Healy sensed that the identities of these two men were far from ordinary, yet he remained determined not to lose face.

He swallowed hard and said, «Who are you? This is my place. What’s wrong with raising the rent on my own property?»

«Intimidating her is where you crossed the line,» Neville shot back, undeterred. «Apologize.»

Bolstered by Neville and Matthew’s arrival, Miley recounted Healy’s offensive proposition.

She told them the nasty things Healy had just said to her.

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«Miley Cullen!» Healy roared. «What lies are you spouting?» He raised his hand to strike Miley, but before he could, a powerful kick sent him sprawling to the floor.

Neville glared at the crumpled figure. «Leave. Now. Or I’ll see to it you don’t have a roof over your head.» No longer the casual joker he usually was, Neville’s visage was steely and resolute.

Healy clutched his chest, struggling to his feet. Without a word, he cast a malevolent look at Miley and ran away as fast as he could.

Stella burst through the door, immediately locking eyes with a scowling Healy.

Healy huffed, clutching his chest as he left.

Rushing inside, Stella went straight to Miley. «Are you alright? Did Healy hurt you? Should we call the police?»

Miley shook her head. «I’m fine, thanks to the timely intervention of Mr. Clark and Mr. Pierce.»

At this, Stella finally noticed Matthew and Neville standing off to the side.

Matthew held a cardboard box, presumably containing her personal items.

Recalling his earlier phone conversation, Stella said, «I appreciate your help with Miley. Just set my things down, please.»

Stella’s words made Matthew grip the cardboard box even tighter, a gesture that didn’t go unnoticed by Miley. So Matthew and Stella were still not getting along.

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