Rebirth of the Deadly Beauty

Blake scoffed. "Very well, let's see how long you can keep that up!" Having said that, he picked up his phone and barked into it, "Send two security guards up!"

Soon, two uniformed security guards rushed in. "Mr. Rowse!"

Blake pointed at Yolanda. "Lock her up in the basement. If anyone asks, tell them she's a troublemaker! And don't you dare let her out without my permission!" This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Understood!" the guards responded promptly.

Blake had already come up with a plan. He would take Yolanda hostage and use her as a bargaining chip to negotiate with Harold.

He was certain a high school kid couldn't have gotten their hands on these transaction records. Yolanda's visit must've been Harold's idea, he surmised. Hence, he'd imprison Yolanda first and then settle the score with Harold.

The two guards closed in on Yolanda. Both of them hadn't even considered that she would put up a fight. After all, even if she tried her best to resist, she wouldn't stand a chance against them.

However, just as one of the guards was about to touch Yolanda, she swiftly took hold of his hand. In the blink of an eye, a sharp crack echoed through the room as Yolanda broke the guard's arm.

The guard screamed, as he hadn't expected Yolanda to be so strong. He hadn't seen it coming and was defenseless against it.

"You asked for it!" the other guard roared, raising his hand to strike Yolanda. But before he could land a blow, she kicked him hard, sending him crashing into the office door. The guard grunted before passing out.

Blake stared at Yolanda in disbelief. How was this possible? How could a girl possess such terrifying strength?

As soon as he snapped out of his shock, he grabbed his phone and yelled, "I need all the security guards we have here, right now!"

In no time, seven or eight more guards burst into the room.

"Get her!" Blake's face contorted in anger.

"Yes, sir!" The guards charged at Yolanda. Yet, these guards, who could usually take on multiple opponents at once, were completely outmatched by her.

"Useless bastards!" Blake cursed as he watched his men fall once more.

Yolanda shook her wrists and stretched her sore limbs.

"Feel free to call for more people." Her current state was a far cry from her former self, which made it impossible for her to fight at her best.

It was probably for the best, though—if she had been able to tap into her full strength, she would've demolished the office.

Refusing to admit defeat, Blake called in another dozen guards. Yet, the outcome was no different— all of them were defeated by Yolanda with ease. He stood frozen behind his desk, unable to believe that Yolanda could single-handedly take on Doxcon Group's entire security team. His pride was in tatters as he watched his own men get thoroughly wrecked by a teenage girl on his own turf.