Chapter 1192

Neera shook her head. “Thank you for your concern. I’m fine. Thanks to this gentleman who arrived in time, I was not hurt.”

As she spoke, she remembered something important and turned to look at the man with the scar on his face.

“By the way, I haven’t thanked you yet. May I be so bold as to ask your name, sir?”

A subtle change seemed to cross the man’s stern expression after he heard that. His eyebrows seemed to have slightly lifted.

“My name is Darcel Belma,” he murmured, his lips barely parting as he spoke softly.

Neera nodded, smiling as she expressed her gratitude, “Darcel, I can’t thank you enough. If it weren’t for you just now, I would have definitely been hurt.”

At that moment, Shane also politely expressed his gratitude, “Mr. Darcel, I would like to express my sincere gratitude on behalf of the Gordon family for what just happened. If you require our assistance in the future, please do not hesitate to ask. The Gordon family will do everything in its power to repay this kindness.”.

Having said that, he added, “The same goes for the Medicina family.”

With a nonchalant expression, Darcel lightly tapped his chin. “It’s not a big deal. There’s no need for thanks.” Then, he stopped talking.

Caleb maintained his usual cheerful and kind expression. “There’s no need to keep thanking us.”

Neera watched from the side. Inexplicably, her gaze always unconsciously drifted toward Darcel.

A peculiar feeling lingered in her heart, making her feel quite strange. Why does this man inexplicably remind me of Jean? This man is taciturn, always aloof and indifferent.

Also, she noticed Jean and Darcel’s temperaments seemed quite similar…

At that moment, the words of Caleb pulled her drifting thoughts back to reality. “Even though nothing major has happened, you should still be more cautious. What happened tonight was extremely unusual. The number of people on the other side suggests that it’s not just one group. It looks like there are at least two groups that have joined forces to target you. From what I can see, they’re out to take your lives. Their moves are ruthless, and they’re certainly not good people.”

Upon hearing that, Neera furrowed her brows. “Are they after our lives again? We were also ambushed previously. Are people in Phison so ruthless?”

Caleb raised an eyebrow. “Indeed. Phison is an extremely ruthless place. Here, it’s not uncommon for people to kill without batting an eye to achieve their goals.”

Shane sneered, “Joining forces to take our lives and even sending so many people. Well, they really do think highly of the Gordon family!”

Caleb asked him, “Do you have any leads? Has the Gordon family offended anyone before?”

At that point, he paused, then corrected himself. “Perhaps it’s pointless to ask such a question. Once you enter this dense forest, all forces become hostile. Even if there were no previous grudges, it’s not impossible for them to strike against you just to eliminate competition.”

While he said so, Neera already had someone in mind. “Speaking of adversaries, it’s probably the Jennings family. During the previous meeting, Stella gave me a hard time. It seems like I’ve become a thorn in her side.”

At the mention of Stella, Caleb looked somewhat apologetic. “Last time at the pharmacy, it seems my actions caused you some trouble, leading Stella to hold a grudge against you. I’m truly sorry.”

“Mr. Medicina, please don’t say that,” Neera quickly waved her hands. “If it wasn’t for your help last time, Zephyr and I might have been at a disadvantage. You meant well. There’s no need for you to feel sorry.”

She recalled the way Stella had immediately opposed her at the pharmacy previously, and she narrowed her eyes slightly. “If you’re suggesting that Stella holds a grudge against me because you defended me, I actually think that she deliberately picked a fight with me that day. How else could it be such a coincidence that she wanted to buy that frost ganoderma at the same time as me? I don’t know if I’m being overly suspicious, but I feel like she did it on purpose, just looking for an opportunity to teach me a lesson.”

Shane’s expression was cold and stern. “Perhaps you’re not being overly suspicious. The relationship between the Jennings and Gordon families has never been good. She probably got wind of it in advance of the importance the union is placing on the Gordon family in this district president election, so she deliberately targeted you. Perhaps she was trying to find an opportunity to cut off the possibility of the Gordon family being elected before the election even begins.”

Charles’ expression was equally grim. “So, does this mean that the Jennings family might have been behind the ambush on Ms. Garcia earlier? I had my suspicions before, but I never had any proof.”

“There’s a high probability, but we indeed have no evidence. However…” Shane reflected on the recent fight scene and shared his speculation. “The person I was just fighting with, their skills greatly resemble the unique martial arts of the Jennings family.”

Listening to their fragmented conversations, Caleb wrapped his mind around the situation.

He didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he glanced at Darcel out of the corner of his eye, his gaze drifting downward to land on the latter’s tightly clenched fist…