Chapter 370:

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Miley hurriedly embraced the dazed Stella, whispering, «It’s okay, Stella.»

Matthew’s focus shifted to the man who had nearly assaulted Stella.

Seizing the man’s hand, he asked in a detached yet incensed tone, «What were you about to do?»

The man averted his gaze from Matthew’s frosty eyes, squirming in discomfort. But Matthew’s grip was too strong for him to escape.

Ashamed yet defiant, the man retorted, «Shouldn’t I have hit her? She’s just a… Argh!»

Before the man could finish his sentence, a scream erupted from his lips.

Matthew regarded him icily, tightening his grip. After a guttural scream, the man’s eyes bulged, the shock rendering him unable to make a sound.

His face turned ghostly white due to the excruciating pain.

Matthew shook off his hand forcefully. The man fell to the ground, his hand dangling listlessly as though it had been shattered.

The crowd was flabbergasted by the spectacle, the man’s horrific fate leaving them in awe.

Matthew cast a sweeping glance and commanded, «All of you, leave. Now.»

Those who understood the consequences of their actions immediately dispersed, while those paralyzed by fear were ushered away by bodyguards.

Matthew turned around and gazed into Stella’s eyes. She was visibly trembling in Miley’s embrace.

«Stella,» he called, his tone gentler and more subdued than before, as if he feared startling her.

Stella instinctively shrank further into Miley’s arms, unwilling to let Matthew witness her vulnerability.

«Don’t worry. You’re safe now,» Matthew reassured her, taking his time and allowing her to regain her composure. Once her trembling ceased, he signaled to his bodyguard.

«Take Miley for a medical examination.»

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«Understood, sir,» the bodyguard complied.

Miley felt reassured by Matthew’s arrangements. Matthew was here. She trusted him to prevent any further harm to Stella.

Once Miley left, only Matthew and Stella remained at Prosper Bay’s entrance.

Stella’s head was bowed, her hair veiling her face, but her recent ordeal was painfully obvious.

Seeing her like this, Matthew felt as though his heart had been lacerated.

Carefully, he reached out to place an arm around Stella’s shoulder.

«I’m so sorry. I failed to anticipate the dangers and put you through this,» Matthew said, his voice heavy with remorse.

Stella dabbed at her eyes and looked up, attempting a reassuring smile.

But when Matthew saw the egg residue on her face, his anger flared anew.

He restrained his fury, lifting his hand to wipe away the smudge.

Perceiving his intentions, Stella retreated instinctively, losing her footing and tumbling backward with a cry. Matthew swiftly pulled Stella back into his arms, holding her securely.

«It’s okay. You’re safe now.»

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