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.

on the mouth. "Sir, what should we do next... chase after her or

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

Greafury City, Marc, but we're

to say it, damn it." Marc had received the worst beating, his eyeballs

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

those men who had just

Sir's territory was one thing but having the guts to

of severity crossing his amber eyes. "You

Mildred nodded. "Yes."

She turned and left.

phone and dialed the number for the

his mobile phone, intending to habitually hang up, but in a daze, he saw the name and number on

Master Sylvester call so late, and

the phone,

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

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

young maid, "Remember, search inside and outside the room thoroughly, but

and asked, "Butler Trevil, I understand, but why do we have to do

was at a loss for words. "I followed Master Sylvester's instructions. It seems like Miss

"What? She ran away?"

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

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

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