Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 315 Sylvester's face darkened and Lela was teasing him.

The overwhelming smell of blood made the reporters squint their eyes.

Upon closer inspection, they found that the two people looked like wild beasts.

Ruby and Cosmo, seemingly under a spell, were obliviously and painfully fighting each other, even using "weapons" in their brawl.

In a short time, the reporters didn't go in to take photos but to mediate.

"Why can't you discuss things amicably? Why do you have to fight?"

"Aren't you afraid of ruining your faces? You are mother and daughter."

"Stop them before they kill each other."

"Call an ambulance."

Except for one or two sympathetic reporters, the rest were happily taking photos.

"Although it's not an exclusive, it's still explosive. Everyone, take more pictures. This will be a hot topic tomorrow."

The locksmith, seeing this crazy scene, shook his head and turned to leave.

Deep in the forest of the Gomez Manor, in the middle of the night, Lela lay weakly in Sylvester's arms, her thin nightgown torn to shreds, while Sylvester's clothes were intact. He looked down at Lela with deep affection. He then took off his suit jacket, wrapped Lela in it, buttoned it up, and carried her towards the villa.

Lela, lying in Sylvester's arms, wrapped her arms around his neck, closed her eyes, and tried to catch her breath.

Sylvester raised his hand to pat Lela's back, and said with a smile, "Lela, this ritual is very good; I'm not angry anymore."

Hearing this, Lela came to her senses. She gritted her teeth in anger and said, "That's not what I meant at all; you're completely twisting my words."

'That's not it.'

Sylvester retorted, "How is it not? Tell me when we get back.

"Besides, Lela, aren't you satisfied?"

Lela clenched her fists at this, thinking Sylvester was truly shameless.

Then, her eyes rolled as something came up to her. She lifted her chin arrogantly and said, "I knew it, and I knew you weren't really mad at me."

Sylvester squinted at Lela and said, "So?"

Lela struggled to get down, standing in front of Sylvester and calculating the distance between them. She took a step back when she thought they were too close for her to run away easily.

Sylvester didn't mind Lela's small movements but instead stared at her wearing his suit, her legs exposed, his throat moving.

He raised an eyebrow, looking at Lela in front of him, a smile in his eyes.

Lela didn't notice Sylvester's subtle movements and felt confident she had calculated correctly. She looked up at him, hands on her hips, full of arrogance. "I've already admitted my mistake, so Sylvester definitely won't stay mad at me. "So I had outdoor sex with you."

Sylvester froze, and he twitched his mouth.

Lela continued, "It felt very good; you worked hard."

Sylvester's face grew even darker.

After saying this, Lela turned and ran.

Sylvester quickly chased after her, shouting, "Stop right there."

Lela ran to the villa door, turned back, and made a face at Sylvester.

She quickly turned and ran inside, immediately falling into a warm embrace. The familiar scent of perfume surprised her.