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Aubree marched up with her team and demanded, “Hey, you guys! What the hell are you up to?”
The three burly men turned their heads, only to see a group of people. After a brief moment of hesitation, one of them warned, “Stay out of this if you know what’s good for you. We’re with the Yurchenko family.”
The Yurchenko family? Never heard of them, Aubree thought to herself.
Birgitte Cherniavsky stepped forward and explained softly, “The Yurchenko family from Südlichen Strand used to be involved in some shady business, but over the years they’ve gradually cleaned up their operations. The one in charge now is the family’s eldest young son, Quantavius Yurchenko.”
A name immediately popped up in Aubree’s mind. She asked the men, “What’s your connection with Milena Yurchenko?”
One of the men replied, “She’s the Yurchenko family’s eldest daughter.”
“Hmph!” Aubree gave a scornful snort. That meant the person inside must be Trevor Wilson. It seemed that Aubree had no choice but to get involved.
Trevor Wilson was a notorious playboy who treated his many girlfriends as seasonal outfits. In the previous life in Südlichen Strand, he had met his hemesis when he messed with the wrong woman, namely Milena Yurchenko.
Milena was one of Trevor’s die–hard fans who constantly hounded him. Trevor had no idea who she was, and during this trip to Südlichen Strand, he dated her. But he cycled through girlfriends at a dizzying pace, and Milena was the pampered, willful daughter doted on by her family. It wasn’t long before he got fed up with that control freak’s possessiveness, and he simply dumped her.
Notwithstanding the other areas, here in Südlichen Strand, it was quite easy for the Yurchenko family to teach someone a lesson.
Milena simply sent her men to abduct Trevor back to the Yurchenko family’s villa estate.
Aubree remembered Milena Yurchenko vividly because that woman broke her leg in her previous life.
After Trevor was abducted to the Yurchenko family’s villa estate, he was pressured into getting married. Given the Yurchenko family’s somewhat shady background and the fear that the whole scandalous affair would get publicized and seriously damage his acting career, Trevor had no choice but to claim he already had a fiancée to buy himself some time.
The Wilson family joined hands with the Diamonde family in Südlichen Strand and used Aubree as a scapegoat. Milena, driven by insane jealousy, showed no mercy. In the end, Trevor managed to escape from the Yurchenko family and even hit back at them. However, Aubree didn’t manage to receive treatment in time and one of her legs was permanently crippled.
Those three men thought that they could intimidate Aubree by name–dropping the Yurchenko family. To their surprise, she simply grabbed something from the street and hurled it at them. Aubree then yelled, “So the Yurchenko family thinks they’re above the law in Südlichen Strand? Let him go now, or I’m calling the cops!”
Outnumbered, the three men became hesitant. In the end, they chose to leave, but not before taking a good look at Aubree’s face.
The victim sat huddled with his head hung low, his disheveled hair obscuring half his face. When he finally looked up, his bleary eyes were filled with confusion. It was clear he had been drinking heavily.
Aubree immediately recognized the man as Trevor Wilson. She motioned for Birgitte to stay and dismissed the rest. As long as Aubree didn’t indicate otherwise, the recording continued. “Keep me out of the shots,” she instructed Birgitte.
Birgitte nodded in acknowledgment.
The two stepped closer for a better look, and Birgitte suddenly recognized the man too. “Hey, isn’t that your… isn’t that Trevor Wilson?”
Trevor turned his head weakly to the noise and stared at them with bleary eyes. “Thanks for saving me. Leave your contact details. I’ll get in touch with you guys later,
Aubree remained silent as she watched Trevor slumped against the wall. Suddenly, she delivered a stinging slap across his face. “Trevor Wilson, sober up!”
Trevor was stunned. He wasn’t expecting to be slapped after getting rescued. He stared blankly at Aubree, completely dumbfounded.
Aubree smirked and gave him another backhanded slap. “What? You don’t recognize me? Let me help you sober up. Don’t you know that getting drunk only leads to trouble? Trevor Wilson, you are a public figure. How can you not grasp something so basic?”
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