Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 67 Lela Encounters Sylvester (3)

The group nodded upon hearing this. "Well, since Mr. Gomez has matters to attend to, we'll take our leave. Mr. Gomez, we'll arrange another golf game in a few weeks." Sylvester nodded in acknowledgment.

The others left, stepping away.

Mildred looked at the handsome Sylvester and said, "Sir, I'll handle this."

She would make whoever was brave enough to cause trouble in Master Sylvesters bar regret their decision this day!

Just as Mildred turned around, she looked in the direction of the commotion and saw a group of people making a ruckus.

Marc and his group of friends were all beaten down, writhing on the ground in pain.

A crowd had formed around them, enjoying the spectacle.

Lela's eyes gleamed with a cold light. She raised her hand to grab her hair and then picked up a cap from the ground. She pushed her way through the crowd and had no intention of staying here any longer, quickly fleeing from the bar. Leaving behind an elegant silhouette for everyone to see.

Mildred caught a glimpse of the girl's profile in astonishment, her eyes widening. She pointed towards the hotel entrance and said to Sylvester, "Sir, that... that... that girl, she..."

That profile, Sylvester would never forget.

Sylvester stared at the hotel entrance with a face ashen, unable to believe what he had just witnessed.

He clasped her hand tightly, then withdrew his gaze and gave Mildred a cold stare. "Straighten your tongue before you speak," he shot at her.

Mildred slapped herself hard on the mouth. "Sir, what should we do next... chase after her or something?"

At this moment, the men who had been scuffling on the first floor gradually got up from the ground, cursing and grumbling under their breaths. "Damn it. we didn't catch this girl, I swear I will hunt her down and kill her." "That's right, let's kill her. I don't mind playing with a dead body."

"Damn it, she made my nose bleed. We may not be the top dogs in Greafury City, Marc, but we're still well respected local bosses. We can't just let her go like this."

"No need to say it, damn it." Marc had received the worst beating, his eyeballs almost popping out.

Sylvester held onto the handrail of the nearby staircase and clenched his fist tightly, listening to their words. Then, in the next second, cracks began to appear on the wooden handrail.

Mildred, on the side, looked at the commotion and felt sympathy towards those men who had just been saying they would end Miss Lela's life.

Causing trouble on Sir's territory was one thing but having the guts to catch Miss Lela's attention was really pushing it.

Sylvester glanced at the people on the first floor, a hint of severity crossing his amber eyes. "You should know what to do."

Mildred nodded. "Yes."

She turned and left.

Meanwhile, Sylvester picked up the phone and dialed the number for the Dragon Manor butler.

The butler was sleeping in his room when suddenly he heard the phone ring. He picked up his mobile phone, intending to habitually hang up, but in a daze, he saw the name and number on the display. Scared, he quickly jumped out of bed and answered respectfully, "Master Sylvester, may I ask what your orders are?"

As he asked, the butler wondered what could have happened to make Master Sylvester call so late, and in the next moment, Sylvester started speaking.

Listening to Master Sylvester's voice on the other end of the phone, the butler replied, "Alright, I will send someone over immediately."

After hanging up the phone, although the butler didn't know exactly what had happened, he hurriedly went to get things done.

Putting his clothes on hastily, he summoned a young maid to accompany him to the main mansion.

Outside Lela's room, the butler instructed the young maid, "Remember, search inside and outside the room thoroughly, but don't disturb the structural elements. Understood?"

The maid felt puzzled and asked, "Butler Trevil, I understand, but why do we have to do this?"

Butler Trevil was at a loss for words. "I followed Master Sylvester's instructions. It seems like Miss Lela ran away."

"What? She ran away?"

Miss Lela's speech is not very fluent, and she looks so beautiful. Only the heavens above could possibly know what could happen when she sneaks out in the middle of the night, and the maid's face filled with worry as she gently pushed the door open and entered.

After three minutes, the maid hurriedly ran out with an anxious expression, "Butler Trevil, something is wrong. Miss Lela is really gone."

Butler Trevil took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and asked seriously, "Are you sure? Have you checked the bathroom, wardrobe, and even under the bed?"

The maid sighed, "I have searched these places thoroughly without disturbing anything, but there is no one."

Finishing her words, the maid suddenly thought of something and quickly said, "Oh, the window was open. Could Miss Lela have fallen down?"

Hearing this, Butler Trevil shook his head, "Impossible. Master Sylvester must have encountered Miss Lela outside but wasn't sure. That's why he called to confirm." Butler Trevil's heart raced, "It seems Miss Lela did run away."

The maid anxiously said, "What should we do? Should we send someone to look for her?"

Butler Trevil pursed his lips, "Let's not rush. I'll call Master Sylvester."

Sylvester answered the call and frowned upon hearing Butler Trevil's report.

After hanging up, the maid quickly asked, "What did Master Sylvester say?"

Butler Trevil sighed lightly, "Master Sylvester said it's unnecessary to act like this incident happened. He will handle it himself. Let's go back to sleep for now."

In the early hours of the morning, around 2 o'clock, Lela returned to Dragon Manor. Except for the street lamps along the roads surrounding the villas, all the other villas were already dark. Great, everyone's asleep.

Lela climbed over the wall from the backyard, passed through a small forest, and arrived below the main villa.

However, there were cameras in the front yard of the villa, so she didn't take the risk and chose to enter through the back, climbing up to the window.

She easily returned to her room. Lela looked around, finding her room items neatly arranged and undisturbed.

Lela breathed a sigh of relief, took off her sportswear, took a shower in the bathroom, tidied up her belongings, closed the window, and lay on the bed.