C2 The Tall and Handsome Guy Came to Cause Trouble

"Beat it, watchdog, and don't make trouble for yourself," Finn sneered contemptuously at Blaine, struggling to free his right hand.

The door to Blaine's rest room swung open, and Zoe emerged, having straightened her attire. Gone was the sultry look she had worn inside; now, her gaze was icy as she regarded Finn.

"Finn, this attitude of yours only makes me lose more respect for you," Zoe stated with a chill in her voice.

"You think I still fancy you? You're nothing to me," Finn said, eyeing Zoe's flawless figure with a covetous gleam, yet his words were laced with venom.

Blaine's expression soured at Finn's comments. A tight squeeze of his hand elicited a pained howl from Finn.

"Blaine, please show him out," Zoe instructed, her tone detached.

With a firm grip on Finn's wrist, Blaine escorted him out, dragging him like a lifeless dog to the exterior of the beauty salon. The glamorous woman who had accompanied Finn watched Blaine with a mix of fear and shock.

"Touch me and you're dead, watchdog. I won't rest until I've finished you off," Finn barked after Blaine released his wrist, fumbling for his phone, presumably to call for backup.

Blaine shot Finn a menacing look, causing him to recoil.

"Scram, punk, and if I catch sight of you again, I'll snap your right leg," Blaine threatened coldly before heading back inside the salon.

Finn cast a hateful glance at Blaine's retreating figure and frantically dialed a number on his phone.

Inside, Zoe, who had been consoling Tara, caught sight of Blaine's return and gave him a knowing look before approaching.

Her legs, encased in silk stockings, her shapely rear, and her bust straining against the confines of her blazer made Zoe the epitome of temptation. Blaine couldn't help but gulp.

"The Snyder family holds considerable sway in Wexham. They're not to be trifled with by the likes of us," Zoe whispered.

Blaine extended his hand to encircle Zoe's waspish waist, but she deftly parried his advance.

"Really now?" Blaine's lips curled into a scornful smile.

Just then, two vans screeched to a halt in front of the salon, and a gang of thugs wielding weapons spilled out onto the scene.

"It's him! Take him down!" Finn pointed at Blaine through the glass, his voice seething with anger.

The thugs, armed with machetes and clubs, surged into the hall with frenzied excitement, swarming towards Blaine. Within moments, the twelve of them had encircled him.

Blaine was poised to strike back when Zoe gave a subtle shake of her head. He noticed her stepping aside, phone in hand, seemingly summoning backup.

Bosses like Zoe had connections in both the underworld and lawful circles.

The thugs had Blaine cornered, their faces twisted with scorn.

To them, Blaine was no real threat.

Outside, Finn approached with a self-satisfied smirk, his contemptuous smile widening as he joined the thugs and fixed his gaze on Blaine.

"So you said you'd break my right leg? Well, come on then, hit me!"

Finn's taunt was met with raucous laughter from the thugs.

Blaine's right hand balled into a fist, but as he was about to make a move, Zoe quickly stepped in. She softly grasped his fist and gave him a seductive glance, exuding tranquility.

Blaine's fist relaxed under Zoe's gaze. Finn, witnessing the exchange between Blaine and Zoe, was consumed by rage. He glared at Zoe, his voice a furious growl, "You ungrateful woman, you've really crossed the line. Haven't I made it clear? There's nothing in Wexham I want that I can't have. Watch closely today, because I'm going to make sure this guard dog doesn't see tomorrow."

With those words, Finn signaled the thugs with a glance.

They tightened their grip on their weapons, closing in on Blaine.

But just as Blaine was ready to fight back, an elder entered his field of vision.

Blaine recognized him as well; everyone called him Mr. Fixit.

Mr. Fixit had once been a notorious figure in the underworld, but had since retired. Still, in Wexham's Black Tortoise Region, both the law and the lawless respected him and gave him due deference.