Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

Chapter 512 Strip Him Bare

"Very well. If that's your choice, then you will suffer the consequences," Arthur hissed.

He was disappointed. Elspeth just twisted the knife of despair even deeper into his heart. However, before he could say anything else, he started choking on himself. Callum was tightening his grip on Arthur's throat, blocking his windpipe.

The explosion was done by Callum's men to distract Arthur. They finally caught up to Arthur's car and smashed the door open. They were relieved to see Arthur pinned down. The man in the lead dragged the driver out of the other car and tossed him over to Callum.

"Got him, sir."

"Don't kill me. I did nothing, I swear!" Thinking that he might die that night, the driver almost pissed his pants.

"I won't kill you." Thinking that it was inconvenient to keep his hold on Arthur's neck, Callum swiftly took the knife and held it against his throat. "You're worthless, anyway." Callum looked at the driver.

"Yes, yes. Please spare me." The driver knelt on the ground, shivering in fear.

Angered by his driver's cowardly performance, Arthur shot him a venomous glare. "You useless oaf."

driver kept his mouth shut, though

but no matter what he did, the blood wouldn't stop. Her lips were getting paler by the second. There's no time to lose. Callum ordered, "Strip the driver bare and toss him somewhere crowded. As for Mr. Winthrop here… Well, he's the president of Bluestone Corp. Can't humiliate him too much. Strip him bare and step on him. Then, toss him somewhere really

lead chuckled and rubbed his hand. "No problem, sir. I know what to

do." Callum nodded and took Elspeth to his car. Then, he drove her to

and slapped the man. It wasn't a hard slap, though Arthur felt humiliated. "What are you looking at, punk? Do you really

stupid, the men would humiliate him even more. Thus, he smirked politely.

his sentence, the man punched him in the face. "Shut it. Do

off his lips and continued, "I'm just trying to be nice. Working for him has no future. But if

promises mean nothing. I don't care about your money. Money and fame aren't my dreams. And besides, Mr. Winthrop is way better than you. You might

look, and they

this! Everyone who crosses me will!" Arthur

me, sonny. Daddy's waiting," the leader

men burst into

stepped on Arthur like

out due to the rain, there were still