Hiding Behind Her Superficiality by Kyla Olson

With lightning speed, Lisa emerged and addressed Elspeth as ‘Miss Lynwood’ when she saw her.

Elspeth waved her hand dismissively. “Alright. You’re already Harper’s disciple, so there’s no need to say those anymore. Let’s just stick to the rules for now. Elspeth will do it.”

Lisa nodded in agreement, not questioning the command as it was her duty to obey.

Elspeth flexed her wrist and pulled out a veil to cover her face, after which she led her men to the intersection and lay in wait for their target.

It was a route the director frequently passed by. According to their research, he would buy roasted chicken here every night and carry it home with a bottle of alcohol.

To be honest, it was the first time Elspeth held a bold operation. As the target walked toward her, she flicked her left wrist, and her two black-clad men flew out like swords.

Soon enough, the director was bound and tossed into a narrow alleyway.

Being in such a situation that was new to him, he was terrified. Due to the fear of losing his life, he was crying for mercy before anyone touched him. “I beg you. Please don’t kill me. I can give you money, no matter how much you want, as long as you don’t kill me…”

She calmly approached and glared at the obese man on the ground. She frowned as she kicked his chubby body. “I don’t want your life or your money. There’s only one thing I want.”

The director’s eyes widened in surprise. “Really? I’ll give you whatever you want!”

“I want a spot in your next movie.”

With these words, the director finally understood whom he was dealing with. In the next second, he glared at her fiercely. “I thought it was one of my enemies who found me, but I never expected it to be you, Elspeth. I admit you’re wealthy, but what use is money alone? I am well-connected, both in the underworld and in legitimate businesses. If you lay a hand on me, I won’t spare you!”

Well-connected to both the underworld and the legitimate businesses… With a mischievous smile, Elspeth quipped, “Come on. Tell me. Can your connections help you block this?”

And with that, she slapped the director with such force that it nearly knocked his neck crooked.

Looking at Elspeth’s face through her veil, he could see those eyes that were as clear as water yet chilling

was a formidable beauty indeed. The director’s sweat

you not giving in

up on me?” he retorted, his neck stiff with defiance. “I’ll get

hands, slow and rhythmic. “Fine, call someone.

subtle gesture and commanded nonchalantly, “Untie him

words, the director finally realized that his belongings had been stolen

his sweat, and when he noticed Lisa leaning over, he discreetly scattered

it was, it disappeared. She thought nothing of it, assuming it was poison and popping

I’m in a bit of trouble; if I can’t solve it, I might not make

begged, using every

and suddenly

director felt his confidence surge. But

impatient. She had only come to secure a spot, and if he

anxious, his growing unease expanding like a balloon. “Maybe there’s traffic on the road. Just

If he doesn’t come by then, I’ll just have to

were just meant to intimidate him, but they had the desired effect. The director, a middle-aged man, was so frightened that he actually wet himself. Disgusting. Elspeth furrowed her brow and

in the distance, and the director, who had lost all

“He’s here!”

that surprised. Instead, she crossed her arms and waited for the group

was a skinny teenager with cropped hair and a sharp, almost predatory gaze, like a cheetah waiting to

surprised before turning

sounded so annoyed like the director had caused him a

woman is threatening me. She doesn’t know that I’m under your protection. Can