Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 383 You Are Sylvester's Brother

A car suddenly sped up from behind, and Gilbert yanked Eleanor through the window just in time. Eleanor, feeling like she had just dodged death, patted her chest. "I almost lost my head there." Gilbert, still shaken, took a moment to catch his breath. "Be careful. Look out for yourself."

If she died in his car, it would be a nightmare. He'd be devastated and terrified.

Eleanor patted Gilbert's shoulder. "Don't worry, I'm tough. By the way, what's up with Charley and Lela?"

Gilbert gripped the steering wheel and leaned back. "They should be fine. Let's wait."

Eleanor nodded and grabbed a box of chocolates from the bag behind the seat, munching away.

Gilbert sighed, thinking, 'When did she stash snacks in my car?'

Up ahead, Charley clutched his gun, head down, silent.

After a long pause, he spoke in a deep voice, "Lela, do you think less of me?"

He was set up by others, disqualified from the race, but instead of striving to become stronger, he resorted only to violence.

Lela looked at the dejected Charley and softly said, "Yeah, a little."

Charley, lost in his gloom, twitched a smile. He wasn't as tough as Sylvester.

But then Lela continued, "Of course, I look down on you, a coward who hurts himself to fight against others."

Charley's eyes lit up. "Lela."

Lela said with a smile, "I know your injury is a genetic problem, but it got worse because Joseph messed with it. "He hurt you, so he has to pay.

"If he made you bleed, make him bleed more.

"If he got you disqualified, make sure he never competes again.

"This world has beauty, but evil never goes away.

"Why forgive him?

"Why? Do you think you deserve all that's hurting you?"

Charley felt a surge of mixed emotions. He looked at Lela, eyes reddening. "Lela, I get it. I'll quit being a hothead. I'll beat Joseph the right way.

"And besides, if I were to kill him today, even if it feels good in the moment, I'd still face legal consequences. Most importantly, it would tarnish my brother's reputation.

"I have to swallow my pride for now and plan my moves carefully."

Seeing Charley understand, Lela smiled.

Lela mimicked Sylvester's habit of touching his ring, only to realize she wasn't wearing one. She frowned and muttered, "Sylvester is so stingy; he didn't even buy me a ring. Next time he comes back, I must ask for it as a gift." She thought, 'He should give me his beautiful ring.'

"What? Lela, what did you say? Sylvester is not stingy."

He thought, 'Sylvester, he's a mysterious guy, very wealthy, and loves Lela so much. There's no way he'd be stingy with her. He probably wants to shower her with all the beauty in the world.'

Lela stuck out her tongue. "Nothing. Forget about it.."

Charley caught her complaining about Sylvester.

Then she squinted. "But you don't have to wait. Charley, you're Sylvester's brother. How can you swallow your pride?"

"What do you mean?" Charley asked.