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.

wanted to compete in

determined to play

actions became and the calmer Lela's reaction, the paler Finley and Nelda's faces

...

Outside the restroom,

tense. His hands trembled slightly as he held them together. "Kick the door open

was about to kick the door when Trenton stopped him, saying, "Let

a loud bang, the

tall figures appeared before the people inside the

these individuals, especially Sylvester's intimidating presence,

bewildered expression and a disheveled

quickly approached Lela, and pulled her into his arms, he spoke to

reassure Sylvester. Her eyes, which seemed to speak, said, "I'm

innocent eyes, as pure as a white piece of paper, Sylvester could imagine how his

His heart ached inexplicably.

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

no need to

in astonishment. If she didn't know what had happened just now, she would have thought that Lela had been terribly

are almost on par