"Miss Young, are you here to speak with me..."

Brody greeted her ingratiatingly like a pug wagging its tail, only stopping short of kneeling and licking her feet.

Iris did not even look at Brody and glanced past him to look at Leon. As soon as she laid eyes on him, a hint of anticipation appeared on her cold and pretty face.

She spared no effort in trying to find Leon the past night, for she firmly believed that Leon was still alive!

That b*stard of a man was not allowed to die so easily after copping a feel from her.

With that determination in mind, she availed herself of the Youngs' resources that morning to get every single detail about Leon. She eventually found out about Leon's plans to divorce Marilyn.

As a result, she immediately rushed to the Civil Records Office to see if she could find Leon.

Sure enough, she saw someone resembling Leon curling up on the ground while hugging his head. She was unable to see his appearance clearly, and she could not confirm whether he was indeed who she looked for!

The two bodyguards stopped beating Leon because Iris was there.

Leon looked up after sensing the slight change in the atmosphere. Lo and behold, the first thing he saw was Iris's limpid and emotion-filled eyes.

"Iris? It's you!"

Leon stood up in bewilderment because he did not expect to see Iris so soon. Iris looked at Leon with a conflicted expression. Although she felt very emotional, a part of her wanted to restrain those emotions. Her urge to scold that rascal for feeling her up was strong, but there was no denying that he saved her life.

In the end, Iris's delicate body trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes like an overflowing river.

Unable to hold back her emotions any longer, she threw herself right into Leon's arms.

"Umm..."

Leon was dumbfounded.

Brody, Marilyn, and Helen were all just as stupefied to see what happened.

Everyone present there was speechless too!

They never dreamed that Iris-the woman who ranked first among four of Springfield City's most beautiful woman-would take the initiative to embrace that sorry excuse of a man!

It was shocking!

Furthermore, many of those present there regarded Leon as a useless person after Brody snatched away his wife, and they had only contempt for Leon.

The roles were reversed, however, and they were the ones that made fools of themselves!

The man whom they all viewed as worthless trash was able to win over Iris, the number one goddess yearned for by all men in Springfield City!

They looked at Leon with maddening jealousy and wanted nothing more than to end his life!

If looks could kill, Leon would have been dead 10,000 times over!

When Leon snapped out of his senses, he immediately helped Iris out of his arms and said, "Iris? Why are you here?"

"I'm here for you..."

There was a faint blush on Iris's pretty face, but as soon as she saw a smear of blood dripping from the corner of Leon's mouth, she cast away all thoughts about reminiscing with Leon. She reached out to touch the wound

on the corner of Leon's mouth, and her pretty face became somewhat icy.

"How did you get that on your face, Leon? Who hurt you?"

"I..."

Leon glanced subconsciously at Brody.

"You did this, Brody?"

Iris was angry and she shot Brody a cold look.

She did a thorough investigation of Leon's background and knew that his wife Marilyn cheated on him with Brody.

Brody ruined Leon's marriage and threatened to end the latter's life!

It was utterly disgraceful!

Brody shuddered, and Marilyn stepped forward before he could answer.

"Who the hell are you? How dare you talk to my husband like that! Do you know who he is? He's is the eldest young master of Sullivan Enterprises!"

Marilyn scolded arrogantly.

She never saw Iris before and had no idea who Iris was.

All she knew was that Iris's looks rivaled hers in every way, so much so that Iris turned a lot of heads after making an entrance.

Marilyn was jealous and dissatisfied.

"Are you Leon's wife, Marilyn?"

Iris smiled and immediately guessed Marilyn's identity.

"I am! Or rather, I was! I've divorced him! He's a good-for-nothing beggar and judging from the way you threw yourself into his arms like he was some kind of treasure, you must be just as useless as him too!"

Marilyn sneered, but before she could continue, she was slapped.

The crisp slap resonated through the office after Iris raised her hand and gave Marilyn a tight slap.

"Oh, it's on, b*tch! How dare you slap me!"

Marilyn covered her cheeks. Her eyes reddened in anger as she rushed toward Iris with malicious intent.

Iris responded quickly and gave Marilyn a backhand slap on the other cheek.

Marilyn was not one to accept being humiliated that way. She stumbled and cried to Brody, "Darling, this b*tch slapped me! You need to get justice for me!"

"Justice, my foot!"

A furious Brody slapped Marilyn so hard that she fell to the ground.

Marilyn was stunned by the slap and had an utter look of disbelief. "I told you to slap her! Why are you slapping me instead?"

"That slap was for you! Do you know who this is? This is Iris, the eldest daughter of the Youngs! Are you trying to ruin the Sullivans?" Brody scolded angrily.

Marilyn was stunned silly and finally realized that she made a terrible mistake.

The Sullivans were an upstart rich family in Springfield City. They were a second-rate force at best, and their influence was far behind that of a truly first-rate family such as the Youngs.

Heck, even Brody's father would not dare to offend Iris if he came in person!

"Please don't take offense, Miss Young. This is just a misunderstanding..."

Brody hurriedly bowed and smiled in apology.

"Misunderstanding? I didn't see any misunderstanding!"

Iris sneered, then ordered several bodyguards behind him, "These people bullied my friend, Lou. Could you teach them a lesson for me, please? You're to stop only when I say so!

"Understood!"

The bodyguards did as they were told and immediately surrounded Brody and his two bodyguards.

Marilyn, on the other hand, was a woman, and she was already out of breath after Iris slapped her twice.

Iris, therefore, decided not to make things any more difficult for Marilyn.

Brody and the two bodyguards did not have such good luck. Iris's six bodyguards surrounded the three of them in the center as they began punching and kicking without showing any mercy!

"Miss Young, I realize my mistake now. Please forgive me..."

Brody screamed repeatedly. He curled up into a ball, covered his head with his arms, and begged endlessly for mercy.

"Why should I tell my men to stop when you didn't show Leon any mercy earlier?"

Iris snorted coldly and spoke with a marked sense of anger and iciness in her voice.

The bodyguards became even more ruthless!

Marilyn just got a taste of Iris's formidableness, and so could only stand worriedly beside Brody as she was afraid to step forward and stop him from being beaten up by Iris's bodyguard.

"If you have what it takes, why don't you come at me instead of hiding behind a woman!"

Marilyn scolded Leon angrily, which was met with Leon's cold look.

However, he still walked to Iris's side and motioned for Iris to stop. "You can tell them to stop now, Iris. I'm thankful for your gesture, so let it stop..."

Iris looked at Leon's expression and immediately understood what his determined look was trying to convey.

She figured that Leon wanted to personally get his revenge in the future, and he did not want to rely on her

to achieve that.

Her guess was right, and Marilyn's words were a jab at Leon's self-esteem.

The shame that Leon experienced that day would be forever etched in his memory, but he still hoped to rely on himself to rid that shame in the future.

He would not have the chance to prove himself if he relied on Iris to get back at them for him.

"You guys are in luck today! I'll spare you both just this once for Leon's sake!" Iris snorted coldly, then turned around and flashed a smile at Leon.

"There's plenty of things I'd like to talk to you about. Come with me."

Leon nodded in response. He did not even bother to look at Marilyn as he got into the car and left with Iris.

With a roar of the engine, the intimidating yet luxurious Rolls-Royce sped away.

By contrast, Brody's shabby Porsche did not look so luxurious anymore.

"Damn it! How could someone as useless as Leon hook up with a woman like Iris? Was he sleeping with her when he didn't come home last night?"

Marilyn stomped her feet angrily.

Although there was no doubt that Marilyn was the one who dumped Leon, she was made to feel unworthy of Leon when Iris showed up.

Marilyn became increasingly angrier as she dwelled on what happened.

Brody soon got up from the ground in dismay. He looked exceptionally miserable with a blue nose and a swollen face.

"Impossible! Iris is the Youngs' eldest young lady! She's a very respected person. None of Springfield City's rich and powerful young men ever caught her attention, so how did a piece of trash like Leon do it!"

"Maybe the two of them just happened to know each other..."

Brody covered his face and groaned in pain.

Iris was a goddess in his eyes, contrasting strongly with his low impression of Leon. He would sooner die than believe that there was a special relationship between Leon and Iris!

"You're right! Iris couldn't have taken a liking to him unless she's blind... But on second thought, even if Iris was blind, she'd never fancy some garbage like him!"

Marilyn smiled disdainfully, and his heart became felt a little more at ease.

"Who cares what kind of relationship they have?! It's all Leon's fault that this happened to me. I'm going to get back at him for this!"

Brody had a resentful look on his face.

He could not afford to provoke the Youngs and was afraid of holding a grudge against Iris too.

As a result, he blamed everything on Leon!

The surrounding bystanders could not help but look down in disdain when they saw how shameless Brody and Marilyn were.

Everyone saw how Leon persuaded Iris into letting Brody go.

Brody, however, did not show any gratitude and resented Leon instead!

It was simply too shameless!

Unfortunately, the Sullivans were powerful, and all that the others could do was despise him silently without saying it to his face.

...

Leon was left with nothing after getting a divorce from Marilyn.

He had no belongings, and the most important necessity for him at the moment was a place to stay.

The Sovereign Hotel was one of the most luxurious five-star hotels in all of Springfield City, and Iris planned to have him settle down there for the time being. She could also ask him the exact details of what happened the

previous night.

When they arrived at the hotel, Iris motioned for her bodyguards to wait outside while she took Leon in.

"Welcome to The Sovereign Hotel," two attendants smile professionally to welcome them.

When Leon walked on the hotel's red carpet, he looked around and was shocked by how splendid and luxurious the decor was.

He never stepped foot in a place as high-end as a five-star hotel, and he could not help but feel a little uncomfortable to be there.

Furthermore, his tattered clothes were a stark contrast with the hotel.

He took each step with caution for he was worried that his shoes might stain the hotel's high-end red carpet.

"Hold it! This is a high-end hotel. Beggars aren't allowed to enter! Shoo! Beg somewhere else!"

There came a youngish 27- or 28-year-old woman who was dressed in a supervisor's uniform.

She put on an attitude of superiority and yelled harshly at the two attendants who greeted Iris and Leon.

"What's wrong with you two? Are you blind? How could you let a beggar in?!"

"Who are you calling a beggar?" Iris was startled and did not know how to respond for a moment.

Moments later, she saw the supervisor walk up to Leon before pointing at him. "Get out of here, you miserable beggar!" the supervisor yelled, stopping short of actually shoving him out.

Leon already felt ashamed of himself, to begin with, and his face turned red as soon as the supervisor scolded him. How he wished he could just burrow into a hole in the ground!

Iris understood what happened and her pretty face immediately turned cold. She pushed the woman's finger away and said, "You're the one who's blind. Does he look like a beggar to you? He's my friend! We're here to

book a room..."

"Book a room?"

The supervisor looked disdainfully at Iris from head to toe. "You dress like a rich lady but you're booking a room with a beggar? I suppose you're the same as him then. Now get out of our hotel, both of you!"

Iris was furious. "Only mean people like you can say such things. Where's your manager? Tell him to come out here and meet me!"

"Who do you think you are? What right do you have to ask for our manager?" the supervisor smiled contemptuously.

Iris trembled with anger. Had she not controlled herself for the sake of her identity, she would have slapped the supervisor in the face already.

The hotel staff were already alerted to the commotion there.

A young man about 36- or 37 years old rushed over as quickly as possible, and nametag that wrote 'Lobby Manager - Wendell Dyer' was pinned to his suit lapel.