Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 45 Taking the Bitch Route, Leaving No Way for the Bitch

Anyway, they didn't physically harm anyone, just exchanged a few words. Besides, there was no evidence that they were the ones who cursed. Others would only think that Lela had gone crazy and attacked them. Eleanor looked at them, with their cunning looks, and felt disgusted.

Socialites and ladies were once complimentary terms, but these few rotten apples had ruined it.

Since it had come to this, she would take the initiative.

Eleanor grinned mischievously, with a wicked expression on her face.

Finley and Nelda saw Eleanor smirk and their smiles froze.

Eleanor approached Lela, who was still fixing her hair. However, the next moment, Eleanor messed it up completely.

Even when Eleanor later recalled this incident, she couldn't help but lament her bad luck. She had "offended" such a big shot and hadn't died yet. If she had known who Lela was, she definitely wouldn't have done what she did today. Lela: ""

Her carefully styled hair.

Eleanor still felt it wasn't exciting enough, so she tore the flowing sleeve of Lela's designer gown. Lela: ""

An exquisite Starlit dress from their latest collection this early summer, featuring her gold blood design.

There was only one of its kind.

Eleanor hadn't noticed Lela's unusual reaction yet and continued, "You wanted to compete in being cunning, right?" "Well, here I am!"

She was determined to play along until the end.

The crazier Eleanor's actions became and the calmer Lela's reaction, the paler Finley and Nelda's faces turned.

...

Outside the restroom,

Sylvester pursed his lips tightly, his face tense. His hands trembled slightly as he held them together. "Kick the door open for me."

They all sensed something was wrong. Burl was about to kick the door when Trenton stopped him, saying, "Let me do it."

With a loud bang, the restroom door fell down.

Several tall figures appeared before the people inside the restroom.

Seeing these individuals, especially Sylvester's intimidating presence, Finley and Nelda trembled involuntarily.

Lela, with a bewildered expression and a disheveled appearance, caught Sylvester's eyes.

Sylvester took a deep breath, quickly approached Lela, and pulled her into his arms, he spoke to her gently, with a soft and caring voice, "I'm here now, don't be afraid anymore"

Lela blinked in Sylvester's arms, then raised her head to reassure Sylvester. Her eyes, which seemed to speak, said, "I'm fine, Sylvester, don't worry."

Looking into Lela's innocent eyes, as pure as a white piece of paper, Sylvester could imagine how his negligence had caused his little one to suffer.

His heart ached inexplicably.

He raised his hand and gently tidied Lela's hair, removing the strands that clung to her cheeks. His gaze then shifted downwards, noticing her torn chiffon sleeve hanging like a rag on her arm. Sylvester took a deep breath and tried to fix the sleeve, but in vain. He feared that this innocent little one would be haunted by this experience. He leaned forward and kissed her forehead gently. It's okay, little one.

I'm here now, no need to be afraid.

Eleanor watched this scene in astonishment. If she didn't know what had happened just now, she would have thought that Lela had been terribly wronged. Well done, Lela.

Her acting skills are almost on par with hers.

No, her acting skills can't be surpassed. She's going all out now.

Suddenly, Eleanor shouted, "Master Sylvester, they bullied Lela!"

The accused two people: "..."

At a loss for words.

Eleanor, there's no need to go this far.

Who's bullying who, after all?

Sylvester looked up and glanced in the direction Eleanor pointed with a piercing gaze.

In an instant, the pressure in the surroundings dropped, and Finley felt an even colder chill.

Sylvester walked out of the restroom with Lela and handed her over to Charley, saying, "Raymond, take Lela, get her something to eat."

Charley nodded solemnly, "Brother, don't worry."

After a while, Sylvester came back, walked up to Finley and Nelda, and with a dominant posture, he spoke with a cold voice, "All of this is because of you." Finley quickly waved his hands, "No, Master Sylvester, it wasn't us. They made themselves look like this and blamed us."

Nelda immediately nodded, "Yes, Master Sylvester, we would never dare to do such a thing."