Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 330 He Could Dispose of It for Her

Upon hearing this, Sylvester was surprised.

Gritting his teeth, he squinted his eyes slightly and asked, "Why do you say that?"

Lela lay in Sylvester's arms, wrapping her hands around his strong waist and inhaling his pleasant scent. She lowered her gaze and said, "Because you're afraid." Sylvester clenched his hands tightly and was speechless at this moment.

"You are afraid I will be taken away, so I can only live under your protection. I can't go to school or even play like other girls, but I want to feel the sunlight freely." She wanted to live more like a normal girl without having to hide in the shadows every day.

Moreover, she had many things she wanted to do.

She couldn't enjoy the protective bubble Sylvester had created for her without avenging her grievances.

Most importantly, she didn't like this life that felt like imprisonment.

Sylvester had a strong and cold personality. He would keep what he wanted by his side for a lifetime. No one could take it away, and it couldn't escape.

If he wanted it, it had to belong to him completely.

That was his rule.

Hearing this, Sylvester lowered his eyes, pulled Lela's head up, forced her to look at him, and said coldly, "What, my Lela wants to leave me, or are you tired of me and want to run away?" Even though he knew Lela didn't mean that, Sylvester still felt unhappy.

Those words were saying he was too controlling.

Lela looked up at Sylvester, her eyes gradually reddening. She looked very aggrieved, but she didn't speak; she just looked at him like that.

Sylvester glared at her, his eyes gloomy and his voice fierce. He said, "Impossible. Lela, you can only stay by my side for the rest of your life; you can't go anywhere." Staying by his side was the best.

Previous examples had proven that.

If he let her go, every time he saw Lela, she was covered in scars.

It pained him.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and the servant's voice came in. "Breakfast is ready."

Sylvester knew it was time for Lela to have breakfast, and breakfast couldn't be delayed.

He then placed Lela on the bed, got up, and walked towards the door to open it.

He said, "I'll do it."

The servant bowed his head respectfully and said, "Yes, Sir."

Sylvester pushed the food cart in, moved it to the side of the sofa, fixed the gears, and then picked up a plate and selected the food Lela liked.

Lela sat on the edge of the bed, biting her lip, turning her head to look at Sylvester's tall figure in a dark robe. She then jumped off the bed, hugged Sylvester from behind, and said softly, "Sylvester, you know I didn't mean that."

Sylvester paused for a moment and then continued putting the food on her plate. "Baby, you've been with me for a while now, don't you understand? That's exactly what I mean."

With that, he turned around, his strong waist leaning against the food cart, looking down at Lela. "Or I can dispose of those people for you once and for all."

The Harrison family was less strong than him!

He could dispose of it for her.

There was no need for Lela to go through the trouble.

Lela remained silent; she just looked at Sylvester, her eyes red and looking pitiful.

She didn't care about the Harrison family.

Lela had another skill, which was looking aggrieved and shedding tears. This made his heart ache.

However, he couldn't resist it.