Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 411 Gloating

The servants immediately said, "Sylvester's back, and he's sunbathing with Lela on the lawn in the backyard."

Everyone at Dragon Manor knew that Lela, whom Sylvester adored, loved sunbathing the most.

Charley lit up when he heard the news. "My brother's back!"

He hadn't seen Sylvester in ages.

Just as he was about to dash to the backyard, it struck him the task Sylvester had given him that he hadn't finished, and his heart skipped a beat. Plus, the coming-of-age gift Sylvester had given him was destroyed, and it was Sylvester's most cherished possession. He owed him an apology.

In the backyard, Lela was in Sylvester's arms, enduring his intense kiss, and thought she was quite the little genius.

This way, Sylvester's focus was on that Wolf gang, and he wouldn't dwell on the fact that she had almost fallen into their trap because she went racing! She was such a clever girl!

With a simple trick, she successfully diverted Sylvester's attention.

Feeling Lela's distraction, Sylvester bit her tongue hard.

Lela winced in pain, her hands gripping Sylvester's shirt tightly, wrinkling it. "Ouch!"

Sylvester pressed against her chest, grabbed her hands, and pulled them down to restrain her hands. He croaked, "You mischievous girl.Not even focused when I kissed you. You need punishment. "Tell me, what were you thinking just now?"

As he spoke, he kissed the spot where he had bitten her, gently soothing her. After all, he couldn't bear to treat her too harshly.

Lela's hands were held by his large ones, her eyes moist, her tender lips red from being kissed. She mumbled in protest, "I wasn't distracted."

"Now you're even lying?"

With that, he bit her hard again.

Perched in his lap, gazing upward, Lela spoke in a melodious tone, "I am simply happy by your return, truly happy."

Sylvester squinted slightly at Lela's flushed cheeks up close, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"Sylvester!"

Charley had just run to the backyard and stumbled upon this scene.

Lela's body trembled at the voice, and she quickly let go of Sylvester and buried herself in his arms.

Embarrassed, she thought to herself, 'Oh no.'

With Charley's sudden appearance, Sylvester would definitely redirect his anger from the Wolf gang back to the racing. Charley hadn't noticed the problem yet but was feeling frustrated.

Damn it!

Luck always failed him; it was a second time now that he had caught Lela and Sylvester being intimate! This was bad, bad, bad!

Sylvester would definitely scold him again.

Charley froze on the spot, quickly raising his hands to cover his eyes. "You, you guys go on."

He turned around as he said so.

Before he could take a step, he heard a voice that made him tremble all over.

"Stop right there," Sylvester ordered.

Charley's steps halted, and he slowly turned around, looking at the couple sitting on the ground, cuddling.

Five minutes later, Charley recounted the entire incident.

The next second, he was sitting on the lawn, facing the direction of Central City.

Sylvester pulled Lela up, enveloping her in his embrace, standing before Charley and casting a disdainful gaze downward. "You sissy, who isunable to secure victory in the races yourself. And you rely on the aid of Lela, who is even younger than you, to seek vengeance for you. Thankfully, she remains unharmed. Otherwise, you are dead meat."

Seeing Charley's state, Lela felt a bit of schadenfreude and breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Sylvester wouldn't punish her anymore.

However, the next second, she heard Sylvester whisper in her ear, his voice low and devilish, "Don't worry. Your punishment shall come tonight."