In fact, the Reagan family, just like Steven guessed, wanted Chyntia's life. The patriarch of the Reagan family was approaching his end, but his will mentioned Chyntia and left her a share of the family estate. The estate was divided among the second generation, which consisted of three people, including Chyntia's father, who was the third eldest in the family. As a result, Chyntia was entitled to a third of the Reagan family's estate.

The Reagan family, who had always held a grudge against Chyntia, could not sit still upon hearing this news.

"It's all about money and profit," Steven said, a cold smile on his face. "They will stop at nothing, even if it means turning against their own blood..."

After the jade girl informed Steven of the news, she left immediately, careful and cautious in her movements.

Steven found it somewhat amusing because if he really killed the golden boy and the jade girl, they wouldn't live for so long.

Steven returned to his company and summoned Chyntia to his office.

Chyntia was busy with work and was very unhappy to be called over.

"Are you going to waste my time again?" she asked.

Chyntia had recently cut her hair short and was wearing a smart suit, looking lively and elegant.

Steven couldn't help but stare at her for a moment before asking, "Why did you cut your hair?"

"It takes too much time to style, and it's not convenient when practicing martial arts. Last time you caught me by my hair, I realized it was a weakness, so I decided to cut it off," Chyntia replied.

Steven felt a pang of regret, even though her short hair was stunning and looked good on her. He preferred her long hair flowing in the wind.

After seeing Steven's expression, Chyntia was startled for a moment, then pursed her lips and asked, "Is it not good-looking?"

"It looks good, but I don't love it that much," Steven smiled and replied truthfully.

"Then I'll just grow it out in the future," Chyntia said softly.

Steven was satisfied with her answer, so he didn't bother with the length of her hair anymore. In fact, short hair looked quite charming on her. "What did you want to see me about?" Chyntia finally asked.

"I received information that the Reagan family is planning to hire someone to kill you, so I came to remind you to be careful," Steven said seriously.

He believed Chyntia could handle it on her own since she had managed to deal with the dangerous situation when Angelina Hopp was kidnapped last time.

After this period of training, she progressed rapidly, and ordinary people couldn't really pose a threat to her anymore.

"That's good you came. I was just thinking of testing my progress lately!" Chyntia frowned and said.

Steven was pleased with her attitude.

Warriors should have an invincible heart and never be afraid of anything.

"It seems that the old man of the Reagan family is about to kick the bucket. That's why the family is trying to kill you to keep a third of the estate from being split," Steven explained.

"I don't care what their reasons are. Since they dare to come, I'll fight back! Even if I die, I'll make sure the person who killed me pays a heavy price," Chyntia said coldly.

If it were before, she would have been frightened and overwhelmed by this kind of thing, but now she could respond with a strong attitude and face it with a broad mind.

I trained Chyntia well. The saying 'a good teacher produces outstanding students' is not just empty words...

Steven couldn't help but feel proud of her growth. After all, Chyntia's progress was evident to everyone, including many of her friends who were surprised by her transformation.

Before, she would have tried to stay as far away from trouble as possible, but now she always stood up for the weak and defended justice.

"Tonight, come with me to attend a meeting and broaden your horizons!" Steven said.

"What kind of meeting?" Chyntia became excited immediately.

Every time there was an important occasion, something interesting always happened, which made her feel eager.

Steven smiled and said, "It's the Dracodise branch conference in Neva Province. They are going to appoint a new commander."

"Dracodise is a real martial arts force, great! It's a good opportunity to get in touch with them!" Chyntia said.

"I have contacted the president of the Dracodise headquarters, Kingston, to support Beasley's appointment. However, there will definitely be some obstacles because many people want to compete for this position, and Anson died at my hand. You are reading on virtual novel dot com. I support Beasley, and most likely, it will cause dissatisfaction among many people," Steven said.

"Dissatisfaction? Just beat them until they agree. These martial arts organizations only respect those with great fighting skills," Chyntia laughed and waved her fist.

The face of her fist was now full of calluses, which didn't look like a girl's hand at all. This had bothered her before, but since Steven didn't mind the scars on her body, she didn't care either.

She didn't need to look pretty for other men, only one person willing to appreciate her was enough.

Steven sighed and asked, "Your words are not wrong, but why do I feel a little ashamed, raising you to become such a violent woman?"

"I am not violent. I only fight back when someone provokes me," Chyntia replied.

"While practicing martial arts, remember to cultivate your character. Martial arts is not your entire life. Read more books in your spare time," Steven advised.

“I graduated from a top prestigious school in the world. I don't need you to teach me," Chyntia whispered quietly, rolling her eyes.

Steven's hearing was excellent, which made him angry enough to want to drag this rebel over and give her a beating.

Steven waved his hand to let Chyntia go to work He sat in front of the computer thinking about some important matters, and jotting them down in his notebook. "Mr. Evans, you've caused trouble." Not long after, Chyntia left and returned with a slightly darkened face.

"What's wrong?" Steven asked.

Chyntia directly opened software on the computer, which was international news, and then a headline published by Kogoli media occupied the headline.

"Suspicions arise over Park Group's Ms. Seeney Kent traveling to Hechland to meet an alleged lover?"

This headline was quite sensational. Then, the unsubstantial article followed, along with two pictures of Steven squatting next to Seeney.

Steven couldn't help but be startled, then he laughed, no wonder Chyntia was angry.

"This is a groundless thing. Mrs. Kent was drowning at the time, and I was just saving her. Someone wants to frame her, deliberately releasing these photos." Steven shook his head and said indifferently. "I don't believe it!" Chyntia sneered and waved her fist at Steven.

Steven said, "Go and do your work, and I'll call you later. These things don't need to be taken seriously. It won't be long before Kogoli media comes out to apologize."

Chyntia pursed her lips and said, "If what you said is not true, then don't blame me for not talking to you!"

Steven felt she was being rebellious, and she was interfering with his business.

"You can't tell the difference between the king and the pawn, can you?" Steven smiled, but his eyes were dangerous.

Chyntia was startled, then jumped away with monkey-like movements and protected her front. Then, she glared at Steven with hatred and left the office.

As soon as she left, Steven received a call from Nirina. He had to explain everything again!

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