Chapter 163 No Mercy

Why on earth was Master Sylvester here? Could he be on a mission? Lela wondered.

As Lela's eyes met his, Sylvester's left hand tightened into a fist. He turned his head away, giving her the impression that he didn't recognize her, granting her the space to maneuver. However, once they were back, he vowed to settle the score with her later. Lela exhaled softly, relieved that Sylvester hadn't recognized her. It made sense; she was so disguised; how could he?

Seeing that Sylvester hadn't recognized her, Lela rekindled her earlier defiance, eyeing Charles below her. Just as Charles thought that the casino boss might reconsider out of respect for him, Lela made her move swiftly. There was a horrific scream from Yaz as he clutched his eyes and dropped to his knees, blood dripping from his hands.

Lela's speed was so fast that almost no one saw how she struck. The casino fell deathly silent except for Yaz's agonized howls. Not feeling satisfied, Lela looked at Charles and kicked Yaz hard. Blinded and already in agony, Yaz collapsed onto the floor, wailing.

Yaz cursed in pain. Lela stepped on his face and twisted her heel, glaring down at him, "Cursing me? You think you're worthy?"

and recollected how sweet and delicate she used to be, feeling an unexplainable rage building inside him. If it weren't for

in hand, approaching Charles. Resting her hands on the balustrade, she stared at him contemptuously. "Who are you, really? Why should I obey you? " With a

stepping down from the stand. Passing Ethan, she tilted her head, "Mr. Gomez, handle this. Keep my money safe. I'll be back

that, she

chaotic shouts

she immediately headed backstage but found no

no choice but to hurry to the hotel

the door, there

"What's up with you? You look

and just gestured with

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