Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 10 Throw Her Into the Sea

Downstairs, a sudden uproar erupted. Ashlee and Raymond 's people confronted each other, each side fighting fiercely.

Several bodyguards surrounded Raymond and Tiffany, trying to get them out.

Elvis heard the commotion and looked downstairs, surprised. "Sylvester."

Sylvester only glanced briefly, sneering as if he was looking at two dead people.

"They can't escape."

His tone was confident and arrogant.

Sure enough, in no time, Sylvester's own bodyguards brought Raymond and Tiffany back.

Geoff held a gun, aiming it straight at Raymond 's heart.

Raymond seemed to still be in disbelief after the chaos just now. He looked incredulous. "It's not possible, it can't be possible. The mansion was under my people's control."

Geoff spoke, pouring cold water on him, "Oh, Raymond, you really thought the Gomez men belonged to you?"

"What?" Anxiety surged within Raymond.

Geoff frowned, impatient with him for daring to harm their boss. He spoke indifferently, "If the Gomez men acknowledged you, there would have been no one to respond to our message about the helicopter." Geoff himself had arranged for the Gomez helicopter to be called.

Upon hearing this, Raymond looked at Sylvester and understood everything.

He had always believed he controlled the compound's men, but it turned out he had fallen into his own nephew's scheme.

Sylvester came downstairs and stood in front of Raymond, looking at him as if he were a fool. Sylvester ground his back molars, his voice sinister and chilly. "Caught in a trap, Raymond. Do you find this game fun?" Tiffany trembled, leaning against her husband.

She thought it was over, completely over.

"You... you little bastard, "Raymond, realizing the situation was lost, stared fiercely at Sylvester without pretending anymore.

It was a joke to act subserviently in front of his nephew.

Sylvester squinted his eyes, suddenly smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. Then, he stopped smiling, and his handsome face turned icy cold. He kicked Raymond in the chest viciously.

Raymond staggered backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His eyes filled with resentment, anger, and unwillingness to concede.

Sylvester did not let up; instead, he stepped on Raymond's chest and applied slow, crushing pressure.

Raymond couldn't breathe, and fear spread throughout him...

Sylvester looked down at him from above, his amber eyes filled with killing intent, his voice deep and low. "Raymond, my life and the lives of all Gomez family members belong to me. Don't touch or take what's mine, got it?"

At least Raymond plotted this on his own. Though his methods may be unconscionably ruthless, Ashlee couldn't bear to watch and walked over to intervene, "Sylvester, I understand Raymond's unforgivable sins, but he's your uncle. Let him turn himself in."

Sylvester turned his head to look at his aunt. His voice was unbelievably lazy, "Sure. My grandfather had a lifetime of honors from his military career. Your death is not worthy of tarnishing his legacy."

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"He's barely even cold in the ground, so you're lucky that I don't feel like going on a killing spree."

Raymond breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second, he felt like he had fallen into an icy abyss.

Sylvester removed his foot, his voice chilling, "Since that's the case, take Raymond to Ironfist Holding Center, the maximum-security prison, and give him a thorough interrogation, Geoff." "Yes, sir."

Geoff walked over.

Ironfist Holding Center was the most torturous place in Pliar. Anyone who entered there after committing a crime would have their skin peeled off, if they weren't killed first.

Ashlee pursed her lips and remained silent. At least Sylvester didn't dispose of Raymond directly; he had already shown some leniency.

Tiffany was extremely frightened. She trembled and looked at Sylvester, "Sylvester, we were wrong. Please spare us, for the sake of your father for the sake of our family ties and blood connections." Sylvester treated it like a huge joke, "That's quite the audacity."

"Family ties? Who are you to bring that up? Pretending to be related?"

Sylvester stood upright, his voice devoid of warmth, "Raymond may share the Gomez' blood, but what makes you, a dog, think you have any relation to us?"

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"Throw this woman into the sea."

Tiffany was horrified. She trembled and crawled to Sylvester's feet, wanting to cling to Sylvester. He pulled Tiffany away from where she grasped at him. She struggled and shouted with all her might, "No, Sylvester, don't! I was wrong, it's all because Raymond forced me!"

Sylvester glanced up and chuckled at Raymond, "Tsk, you're no good." In choosing people, you're not good, and in choosing women, you're even worse."

Sylvester's tone was extremely disdainful.

Trash finds trash, it really was a perfect match.

He turned around and went upstairs, ignoring the cries behind him, taking out his phone and sending a text message.

After sending the message, he turned to Ashlee and Elvis and casually said, "You guys take care of the mansion."

Ashlee Gomez and Elvis exchanged a look but said nothing.

Sylvester, the young master of the Gomez clan, leader of the Dragon Gang, was mysterious and unpredictable. People in the underworld all say not to provoke him, but few know just how ruthless he can be. Today, they got a glimpse of it. Geoff looked at the intimidated individuals but didn't say anything.

What was this? If it wasn't for the fact that their master didn't want bloodshed right after their grandfather's burial, this place would be even more terrifying than hell.

...

The rooms of Sylvester and Charlie were adjacent to each other. Although the balconies of the two rooms were not connected, the distance was not far, and for her, it was a piece of cake to jump over.

With nearly everyone gone from the room, the girl originally wanted to leave without a care, but Rachel was there, so she had no choice but to climb over the balcony.

She carefully measured the distance, effortlessly leaped, and jumped from Charlie's balcony.

Without hesitation, she opened the door, hurried inside, and dove into the bed, covering herself with the blanket and closing her eyes.

Her movements were smooth and seamless.

Just as she drifted off, the door was pushed open.

A heavy aura weighed comfortably down on her.

Sylvester approached the bedside, looking at the girl's captivating sleeping face. He glanced at the balcony and the gap in the door, quietly smiled, and withdrew his gaze. His slender hand reached towards the girl's face and couldn't help but caress it.

So soft.

The girl was awakened by Sylvester's actions and opened her eyes. Her pitch-black pupils collided with his seductive eyes. Then, the girl smiled, like a radiant little sun. Sylvester was momentarily stunned, then smiled. He curved his lips and his low, sexy voice said, "You're so fond of smiling."

The girl blinked her eyes, slightly tilted her head, radiating purity and brightness.

Sylvester noticed her giggle and raised his eyebrows, took a deep breath, and intentionally tried to scare her, saying, "I'll eat you if you keep laughing."

The girl continued to smile, even reaching out and holding one of his fingers, shaking it like she had received a toy, enjoying playing with his hand. Sylvester stared at her, giving her the freedom to be willful.

And that was the strange scene that Michael saw when he walked in.

"Sir, you called for me."

"Go get Dr. Watson for me."

After saying that, Sylvester picked up the Mutant handbook beside him and began to read it slowly.

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