My Possessive CEO: Trembling in His Arms-Chapter 70: No One Dares to Provoke

Jack Yates’ name is a living billboard; throughout The Quadrangle, everyone knows him. Among a group of children from high-ranking families, he is undoubtedly a legendary figure.

There are many people with the last name Yates, and many who are third in their family order, yet the only one known as "The Third Young Master Yates" in The Quadrangle is Jack Yates.

People familiar with the circle generally call him "Third Master Yates," and as soon as they mention Third Master Yates, everyone knows who it is.

Ivan Quinn is also a child from a high-ranking family, with parents who were second-generation military, making him third-generation now, and he holds a certain status in The Quadrangle. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be so disrespectful when facing Aiden Grant.

The higher the social circle, the more distinct the class differences.

In the early years, when a group of young nobles gathered to play, their status in society was determined by the positions of their parents and grandparents.

Purely based on background, Ivan Quinn is not inferior to Aiden Grant, perhaps even surpassing him slightly.

However, compared to Jack Yates, Ivan Quinn is completely outstripped.

First, Ivan Quinn’s grandfather is not comparable to Jack Yates’ grandfather. In those days, Ivan Quinn’s grandfather was an underling’s underling of Jack Yates’ grandfather.

As they say, rank many times outweighs skill, especially when Jack Yates’ grandfather outranked Ivan Quinn’s grandfather by more than just one level.

Secondly, Ivan Quinn’s father is not on par with Jack Yates’ father either.

Jack Yates’ father once governed an important region and is now a core minister, one of the high-ranking officials overseeing local inspections.

Whereas Ivan Quinn’s father is merely a businessman, no matter how wealthy, a businessman is always overshadowed by the word "power."

Moreover, Ivan Quinn himself is no match for Jack Yates, not by a long shot.

Jack Yates is influential in military, political, and business sectors, moving effortlessly through all.

It can be said that among the high-ranking families in The Quadrangle, there is no one who doesn’t fear Jack Yates.

Not just in The Quadrangle, but even some big bosses in Southeast Asia underworlds retreat upon hearing Jack Yates’ name.

Back in the day, when Jack Yates was dispatched South to assist in a drug bust, he also managed to wipe out the largest gang in The Northern State.

The gang’s vicious second-in-command was manually strangled by Jack Yates.

After killing him, he beheaded the boss and hung it at the village gate, leaving it there for three days and nights, causing the underlings below to scatter in chaos.

Since then, the name "Felix Yates" has been enough to intimidate some of the evil forces in The Northern State.

However, because of this matter, Jack Yates was disciplined.

Always proud, Jack Yates, in a fit of anger, resigned and went into business, starting his own company.

This matter is no secret within the circle; everyone knows, but no one dares to openly discuss it. Even when it’s talked about behind closed doors, it’s only among a few close brothers who avoid mentioning names, and no one dares to blatantly bring it up, much less spread it around.

So you absolutely can’t find information online, including Jack Yates’ name.

Everyone knows Jack Yates’ methods and how powerful and ruthless he can be, so no one dares to provoke him.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Ivan Quinn tensed up, not daring to breathe, his heart seemed to stop as fine beads of sweat formed on his forehead while waiting for Jack Yates to respond.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

In truth, it was only three or four seconds, but to Ivan Quinn, it felt like an eternity.

Not only did Ivan Quinn feel the time dragged on painfully, but so did Renee Winslow.

Renee Winslow’s hands resting on her lap trembled slightly, visibly tense.

In the deathly silence, the phone was hung up.

Jack Yates didn’t speak, didn’t say whether he agreed or not.

Aiden Grant awkwardly smiled, patting Ivan Quinn’s shoulder: "Second Young Master Quinn, it’s best to weigh your options. My ability to call Third Master Yates indicates that this girl is indeed associated with him, otherwise, I wouldn’t dare say such things. We all know what kind of person Third Master Yates is, if you don’t believe, try it and see if he’ll come looking for trouble with you."

As the saying goes, better to believe it exists than believe it doesn’t.

Involving Jack Yates, Ivan Quinn didn’t dare gamble; he couldn’t afford to lose.

If this girl really was Jack Yates’ person, then he’d be in big trouble. Getting beaten up would be a minor issue, but at worst, he could end up with a ruined future or even a lifelong disability.

Ivan Quinn chuckled: "Thanks Master Grant for the advice, got time for a drink today, brother’s buying."

Aiden Grant flicked his thumb towards the left: "Unfortunate timing, I’m actually with Third Master Yates today, right at my place."

Ivan Quinn quickly responded: "Got it, brother will personally go to apologize to The Third Master."

Aiden Grant pressed heavily on his shoulder: "No need for apologies, just stay here and make sure no one else bullies Miss Winslow, consider it your chance for redemption."

Renee Winslow watched the two men arrange her fate through their conversation without even seeking her opinion. She felt an indescribable discomfort and distress.

She wanted to firmly tell Aiden Grant, "I don’t need your help," but the words wouldn’t come out.

Because she knew if it weren’t for Aiden Grant’s help, she wouldn’t be able to safely leave this bar today, and Aiden Grant was helping her because of Jack Yates, even though she and Jack Yates had already broken up.

She couldn’t accept the favor of being rescued.

Renee Winslow picked up her wine glass, tilted her head back and drank the remaining half glass of wine, using the alcohol to swallow down the bitterness.

She put down the glass and said to Ivy Jansen, "Ivy, I’m leaving first. You and Joyce take your time playing. I’ll treat you next time."

Then she stood up, bowed to Aiden Grant, and sincerely said, "Thanks for the rescue, Mr. Grant. I’ll repay you for this favor some other day."

With that, she grabbed her bag and turned to leave.

Aiden Grant was just about to say, "You’re welcome," but Renee Winslow had already walked away, so he swallowed his words.

Ivan Quinn shrugged, "Master Grant, this isn’t my fault, is it?"

Aiden Grant said nothing and turned to walk out as well.

Ivy Jansen and Joyce Pierce were both stunned. It wasn’t until Renee Winslow had walked some distance away that Ivy called out, "Renee."

Joyce Pierce patted Ivy Jansen’s arm and shook her head, signaling Ivy not to ask more questions.

After Renee Winslow quickly left the bar, she took a deep breath.

She had thought she wouldn’t see Jack Yates again, at least not so easily.

After all, given his social circle, as long as he didn’t actively show up in front of her, she would have a hard time seeing him, but she didn’t expect to run into him just casually going out with her roommate.

Although he didn’t show up, his friend did, and even under his banner, helped her out of a difficult situation.

Renee Winslow’s heart was a mixture of emotions, an unspeakable stifled feeling, and some embarrassment, the kind of embarrassment where dignity is trampled underfoot.

But she couldn’t help it; she was powerless now.

At this moment, she recalled a sentence she read in a book: Beauty alone is a dead end.

But as long as you add identity, background, or a high degree, any one of them is a game-changer.

Since she was young, she knew she was good-looking, it’s a lie to say any girl is beautiful and doesn’t know it. Even without a mirror, one can tell from others’ eyes whether they’re beautiful or not.

She knew she was good-looking, but she also knew about her family’s situation, so she worked even harder in her studies, hoping to get into a good university and change her fate.

However, even though she got into university, her fate was still full of hardships.

At this moment, she suddenly had a feeling of powerlessness, that her fate was not in her hands. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Renee Winslow lowered her head and walked quickly forward. Since she was in a hurry and lost in thought, she didn’t notice someone in front and bumped right into them.

Her forehead got hit painfully, and she was knocked back several steps, almost falling.

"Fuck, watch where you’re going!" An angry voice sounded in front of her.

Renee Winslow looked up and saw a man in a black T-shirt with a large gold chain and floral arm tattoos, his face full of meaty features, probably in his thirties or forties.

She hurriedly apologized, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry."

The man, having just come out of the bar and walked quickly, couldn’t see Renee Winslow’s face clearly at first and cursed after being hit. However, seeing her face now and hearing her soft voice made his heart tremble fiercely, swallowing back the swear words, and he started to smile.

"It’s okay, little sister, where are you going?"

Renee Winslow stepped back two steps, looking at him warily, "I’m going home."

The man smiled and approached, "It’s still early. Why don’t you play with me for a bit before going back? I’ll take you home later."

Renee Winslow clutched her bag tightly and turned to run toward the Elysian Bar.

However, as soon as she stepped out, the man grabbed her arm.

The man’s hand was big, thick, and sweaty, gripping Renee Winslow’s slender, fair arm tightly.

Renee Winslow felt extremely disgusted, feeling trapped by a disgusting creature, and forced herself to hold back the nausea, struggling to shake her arm free, "Let go of me!"

The man pulled hard, pulling Renee Winslow into his arms and embracing her soft body directly.

"Ah!" Renee Winslow screamed, "Help!"

People passing by saw it, some paused briefly, others didn’t even dare to pause and quickly walked away. No one stepped forward to help.

Among them, a girl seemed to want to help, but the boy next to her pulled her away, clearly not wanting to get involved.

After all, in a place like the bar street, right in front of The Empyrean Bar, no one knew what kind of person the man with the floral arm tattoos was. No one dared to play the hero.

Aiden Grant was on the phone with Simon Forrester, walking as he talked. Just as he walked out of the Elysian Bar to turn into The Empyrean, he suddenly heard Renee Winslow’s cry and looked up quickly to see her being forcibly embraced by a man.

"Damn!" Aiden Grant cursed in shock, then spoke urgently to Simon Forrester, "Quick, call Jack Yates to the window!"

Simon Forrester asked, "What’s going on?"

Aiden Grant urged, "Just call! Drag him to the window if you have to!"

Simon Forrester: "No need, he’s just at the window."