Hiding Behind Her Superficiality by Kyla Olson

Chapter 65 Rescue

Elspeth pondered for a moment before driving to Luna Bar. Loud music and gushing filled the place as the flashing lights rendered it difficult to discern one’s face.

She observed the location on her phone and finally found the little girl not far from her.

Without the school uniform, which could put on an innocent facade over one, Lydia was being forced to drink by her client in a maid costume.

Is that… the girl?

The girl’s scrunched-up expression whenever she downed the drinks and her forceful smiles squeezed Elspeth’s heart—she was merely accepting the cruel truth of her fate.

Elspeth rolled up her sleeves to help because her late father spent his days like that before leaving her. He was bedridden, yet the family was penniless to afford the medical fees. In the end, all she could do was watch him slowly lose the spark in his eyes.

Therefore, she made up her mind to make money and become powerful to protect the people around her.

She approached them and grabbed the girl’s arm, yanking her up from the seat.

“It’s you…” The girl’s eyes widened.

“Lydia, is she your friend?” The drunk man leered at Elspeth’s gorgeous face while wondering, This chick is pretty.

“No, no. I don’t know her. She might’ve gotten the wrong person.” Lydia quickly shook her head, fearing that he might take advantage of Elspeth.

“You shouldn’t be here. You’re a student. You should be spending your time preparing for SAT, not hanging around here. Do you hear me?” Elspeth’s gaze darkened as her voice deepened.

“It is your friend. You guys seem to get along pretty well. Come, we’re all friends. How about a drink with us, pretty lady?” said the man who reached out for Elspeth’s waist. However, before his fingertips could touch her, she grasped his wrist and dislocated his arm.

“Argh!”

dare she

be fair and do the same to your

man made a call while enduring the excruciating pain. A group of bodyguards soon gathered at the

The man drew in a sharp breath. “Get her, and don’t pull your punches

would be at a disadvantage in a face-to-face confrontation. As an afterthought, she grabbed a glass from the table to toss it at

“F*ck! After them!”

heading toward the second floor. She opened one of the doors and shoved Lydia into the room before wheeling around

are you going?” A concerned Lydia pinched

them. They’ll catch up anyways, so it’s better if you

“But—”

many of his men, so I’m their main target. Watch out and seize the chance to slip out of the bar. You mustn’t get

my number. Call me after this. Don’t worry about the medical bills. I have more than enough to pay them.” She then shoved the card

Hurry! Don’t

end. A sense of foreboding dawned upon

closed the door. However, she regretted her decision the moment she shut the door. It’s

was turned on to preserve the wine. Due to the cold temperature,

just right in there. Why are

in? It’s a chiller. We can lock her up and let her freeze to death. It’s dead cold

the

and her heart sank into the pit of her stomach. Intending to send Harper her location, she touched her ring reflexively only to realize that

her phone, but texts and calls were powerless in the

freeze to death here?”

drowsiness got the best of her, and her eyelids felt heavy. She tried to stay conscious by

of waiting for rescue slowly faded because there was no chance of surviving the