Chapter 841

Elsie stared intently at the man's defiantly handsome face, her heart racing so fast she thought she might have misheard him.

For twenty-five years, she had been nothing more than Avery's appendage, a tool to be summoned and dismissed at will.

She had always been empty-handed. But here and now, Elvis claimed unbashfully that he was her man. He was hers.

The foreign thug cursed loudly, just as he bent to snatch the gun from the floor, Elvis shot him twice, hitting his left shoulder and right leg. The man screamed and collapsed.

Elsie immediately rushed forward, grabbed the gun, and aimed it steadily at the

man.

"Don't! Don't kill me!" The foreigner pleaded, proving that everyone was a lot more vulnerable without their clothes.

"Speak! What exactly is the batch Avery gave you? Medicine or drugs?"

Elsie's usual tenderness was replaced by a fierce and bloodthirsty look, like a beast that had been lying in wait for years, "What dirty tricks are you pulling stealthily? Out with it!"

Elvis watched her transformation, his eyebrows slightly raised, his gaze deepening.

With his status, he could have matched with heiresses, politicians' daughters, even princesses of royal blood. But he wasn't interested.

He had no interest in noble pedigrees, and even his approach to love was casual. He loved the unbounded, the taboo, the thrill.

Elsie provided him with the adrenaline rush of their tug-of-war. Gradually however, he became addicted to this sensation, developing an intense desire, a desire to

intensified. He used to watch her flit among other men with her graceful

now.

he came. Despite the surrounding dangers and troubles,

An

low,

"I-I don't know. I really don't

his forehead, "You

scraps! But one time, we were at the Velvet Haven, and he took a call in the room. I was drunk, didn't catch much what he said, but I vaguely heard

Elsie and Elvis

really don't know.

"Medicine, experiment?"

Evadne to the hospital, and a cold laugh escaped him,

the clues she and Tom had gathered. Avery's entire sinister

then, the sound of chaotic footsteps came from the corridor outside. It was probably the henchmen,

he suddenly shouted, "Help!

remained composed, a dark

Elsie beat him to it, shooting

mouth gaped open, his face contorted in agony

Elsie, her chest

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