Chapter 150: Would You Dare Drink the Beer with the Drug?

[Streamer! Run!] [Yeah, streamer, run! They’re about to come after you!] [This is making me so anxious.] [Come on, streamer, you got this! Don’t let them catch you!] [I’m so nervous watching this!] Irene slowly backed away, taking a few steps until she was at a safe distance. Then she jumped out of the yard and started running. It would take Irene 17 minutes to run back, a distance of 5 kilometers, so she still had time. Meanwhile, Emma was also packing up, preparing to sneak back to her room. She glanced at the terminal showing a small dot representing Saryon. Fortunately, he was still in his room. Earlier that morning, Emma had placed a GIS tracker on Saryon’s shoe during their interaction. But just as Emma packed everything into her backpack and crawled out of the bushes, she froze. Above her, a tall figure was looking down. The figure reached out a hand. Emma’s hair stood on end, and she screamed. Irene instinctively looked up. It sounded like Emma’s scream. Irene quickly and silently slipped through the window into the room and found Emma sitting on the bed. “What happened?” Irene asked as she gently touched Emma’s hair. Emma, clutching her small backpack, looked up at Irene and said, “I ran into Saryon while I was hiding.” Irene poured a glass of water and said calmly, “And? Did you scream?” Emma had been a bit panicked. Anyone would be startled if they were suddenly discovered while hiding. Especially since the person who found her was Saryon, whom they had been wary of. Fortunately, Saryon had only grabbed her by the collar, pulled her out, and warned her not to hide there again. Irene’s eyes darkened. Who exactly was Saryon? Was he truly foolish, or was he pretending? [What does this mean? Did the assistant get discovered during the stream?] [Huh? Who’s Saryon?] [There’s a knock at the door!] [Aah, this is so scary!] Irene moved with incredible speed. Before the viewers could even register it, Irene was already standing up to open the door. Behind the door was a small mirror, reflecting Irene’s upper body. [Oh my God, when did the streamer change into sleepwear?] [That was so cool! I want to be that fast too!] When Irene opened the door, she was greeted by a smiling Mag: “Irene, come out and meet the guests. Your village chief grandpa is back. He heard your mom found you and came to see you.” Irene, sounding sleepy and lazy, replied, “Okay, Mom. Just a moment.” Mag smiled, trying to peer inside. But Irene had only opened the door a crack, so Mag couldn’t see anything and reluctantly withdrew her gaze. She still appeared to be the kind and loving mother. To avoid raising Irene’s suspicions, not only had Saryon been woken up, but even Margo had been brought over. Saryon sat expressionlessly in the corner of the sofa, arms crossed, lips tightly pursed. A few people Irene had seen around the village earlier were sitting on the sofa. One of them, Sol, was trying to grab Margo’s hand. Margo jumped up in fear and ran straight to where Saryon was sitting, standing awkwardly beside the sofa, her legs trembling. Irene’s eyes darkened. Margo seemed mentally younger than her physical age, but whether it was a mental illness or simply naivety was still unclear. More investigation was needed. However, just by observing how Margo was treated here, it was clear she wasn’t as badly off as Edward’s wife. Margo trembled as she leaned against the sofa, clutching the fabric tightly, her eyes fixed on the village chief and Edward. It was as if she was ready to scream and run at the slightest provocation. Why? Why was the village chief here? Mag gently tugged on Irene’s arm and whispered, “See that old man? That’s the village chief. His family is very powerful. His grandson took a liking to you, so he’s here to discuss the arrangements.” Irene lowered her head slightly, her expression unreadable, but her voice sounded reluctant: “But I don’t want to stay in the countryside.” Mag held Irene’s hand, trying to persuade her: “You don’t understand, child. Their family is very influential. Even the town mayor has to defer to them. If you marry into their family, you won’t have to suffer.” Irene suddenly seemed interested and asked, “Really? Even the town mayor fears him?” Mag nodded. “Of course! The one they want to match you with is Sol. He’s already working in the government office. He’s sure to become the town mayor someday. You’ll have a life of luxury then.” Mag looked at Irene with satisfaction. This child wasn’t bad after all—definitely her own flesh and blood, loving money just like her! Not like that Joanna, who refused to listen even after the family had arranged a good future for her! [Ugh, didn’t the village chief’s wife just compliment the streamer on her muscles and how she can work hard? Now they’re saying she won’t have to suffer?] [I’m starting to think something’s off with their family too! Why is Margo so scared? If she’s Saryon’s girlfriend, why doesn’t she ask the streamer’s parents for help?] [I think the person above makes a good point.] [The streamer is amazing, exposing her own family. Truly a good person.] [But they might not be the streamer’s parents. I remember the streamer only has a grandma.] [Stop, stop, look, that girl is approaching the streamer.] Margo seized the moment when Saryon went to the bathroom to pull Irene over. The two girls squeezed into the sofa together, and Margo whispered, “You should leave here as soon as possible.” Seeing the worry in Margo’s eyes, Irene patted her head. She knew this girl was genuinely concerned for her. Irene smiled. “Sister Margo, are you afraid of the village chief? I have a comb in my bag. Could you get it for me?” Margo hesitated, then nodded, glancing nervously at the village chief before biting her lip and looking back at Irene. “Please be careful. If things get too bad, you can turn to Saryon.” Irene raised an eyebrow. So, in Margo’s mind, Saryon held such a high place? [No way, is the streamer planning to take them all on by herself? She’s so brave!] [This girl seems really nice. She’s genuinely worried about the streamer!] [Hang in there, streamer! We’ve already called the police!] [Streamer, be careful! We’re all scared to death watching this!] Mag quickly walked over, shoving Margo aside and pulling Irene toward the table. “Come on, meet everyone. This is the village chief, and this is your brother Sol.” The chat in the livestream exploded with comments, and the moderator, Jack, suddenly stood up. He rushed to find his supervisor. This situation needed to be reported to the board immediately! If Mr. Stefan found out his girlfriend was in danger, it would be a disaster!