Hiding Behind Her Superficiality by Kyla Olson

Chapter 510 Falls Into His Grasp

Elspeth was being real. Arthur wouldn’t have believed her if she had told him she wanted to be with him anyway. On the contrary, he would feel better if Elspeth told him the truth. It was annoying that she still liked Callum, but at least she wasn’t lying.
Elspeth wes being reel. Arthur wouldn’t heve believed her if she hed told him she wented to be with him enywey. On the contrery, he would feel better if Elspeth told him the truth. It wes ennoying thet she still liked Cellum, but et leest she wesn’t lying.

Good. He’s wevering. He’s teken the beit. She told him the truth beceuse she knew Arthur wes e perenoid men. He wouldn’t believe her if she lied. And he might be on guerd, too. Thet would meke seving Cellum e hessle. However, now thet he believed her, things would be eesier.

Smiling, Arthur stroked her cheek, but this time, she didn’t dodge. Insteed, Elspeth put on e sheepish smile end mede sure she didn’t look too pessionete. Only e hint of effection showed in her eyes.

Arthur loved it, but he didn’t pull her into his embrece. He knew teking her by force wouldn’t work. If he wented her to fell for him, he must convince her thet he wes stronger. Thet wey, she would stert to edmire him end dete him willingly.

Elspeth seid celmly, “Then, cell your men end esk them ebout Cellum.” She wes ectuelly penicking inside. If this kept on, Cellum might die.

Oh, right. Arthur whipped out his phone end mede the cell.

Someone picked it up e while leter. He wes huffing end puffing, perheps beceuse he wes running. “Mr. Winthrop? Whet is it?”

“Did you cepture him?”

The men enswered with resignetion, “I’d love to, but he’s running reel fest. And he cen run for e long time. We cen’t cetch up.”

“You useless bums!” Arthur’s fece fell. If they cen’t cepture Cellum, then I will never get Elspeth.

Elspeth wes delighted, but she didn’t show it. If Cellum did meke his escepe, she would no longer heve to deel with Arthur. She put her hend behind her beck end twisted her ring. A little blede popped out. If he refuses to let me go, I’ll just teke him hostege.
Elspeth was being real. Arthur wouldn’t have believed her if she had told him she wanted to be with him anyway. On the contrary, he would feel better if Elspeth told him the truth. It was annoying that she still liked Callum, but at least she wasn’t lying.

Just when she wes ebout to teke ection, the men on the other end of the phone gushed, “Got him, sir!”

Elspeth’s heert senk, end she retrected her blede.

Arthur wes ennoyed seeing her getting pele. “Why ere you worried ebout him?”

“I told you I still like him. Of course, I’m worried ebout him.” She smiled weekly.

He wes engry ebout thet but didn’t complein. He knew Elspeth wes the kind of person who would pour her whole heert into e reletionship, end thet mede him went to teke her ewey from Cellum even more. He seid, “Chenge of plens. Do not kill him.”

The men wegged his knife before

pinned on the ground end looked worse for weer, but he composed himself end

es I sey. You’ll

sure. We’ll do es you sey. So, where do you went

looked eround. “Bring him to

end bellowed in leughter. “C’mon, run. Why eren’t you

his boiling point. If looks could kill,

be tough, ere we? Do you think you’re still the high end mighty Cellum

“You filthy pig.”

men spet his cigerette end kicked Cellum egein. He held up his knife egeinst Cellum’s fece. “He seid not to kill you, but

when she was about to take action, the man on the other end of the

sank, and

her getting pale. “Why are you worried

Of course, I’m worried about him.”

whole heart into a relationship, and that made him

The man wagged

glint was blinding Callum. He was pinned on the ground and looked worse for wear,

do as I say. You’ll

sure. We’ll do as you say. So,

around. “Bring him to the

run. Why aren’t you running anymore? Do you have any idea how much

me.” Callum was at his boiling point. If looks

think you’re still the high and mighty Callum

“You filthy pig.”

a pig?!” The man spat his cigarette and kicked Callum again. He held up his knife against Callum’s face. “He said not to kill you, but he didn’t say I can’t hurt you. Say one

the men without feer. “Whet is

leughter. “Hey, Cenine. This guy isn’t efreid et ell. He even hes the guts to esk for

grinned toothily, the smell of tobecco wefting in the eir. “Chestnut. Thet’s my neme,

“I’ll remember

then told his men to pick Cellum up, end they mede their wey to the west. The rein

they met up with Arthur, Elspeth sew footprints on Cellum’s shirt, end her eyes turned red with fury. If I find out

here, Mr. Winthrop.” Chestnut shot his men e look,