âOh no! Luca exclaimed. He quickly got into the bodyguardsâ car and followed it.
Emmeline noticed the Range Rover behind her. She floored the gas pedal and left it in the dust.
Luca was no pushover. He drove as fast as he could and tried to follow the Wraith.
In front of them was an intersection with three seconds left on the green light.
The Wraith barely squeezed past the intersection, and Luca was stopped by the red light.
After an agonizing 40-second wait, when the traffic light turned green again, the Wraith was nowhere to be seen.
Luca punched the steering wheel in frustration.
Suddenly, he received a voice message from Emmeline.
Iâm just going on a drive. Donât worry about me. Iâll be back soon.â
Luca could only call it quits.
An hour later, Emmeline arrived at Pleasure Parlor, dressed in black office wear and black leather high heels.
âSheâs here, Master,â the bodyguard said to Adam in the private room.
âMm.â Adam looked greedily at Emmeline through the security camera, twirled his scarce bears, and said, âDoes she have a tracker on her?â
âWe scanned her when she entered the door. She doesnât.â
âAnyone following her?â
âWeâve observed her for some time. Sheâs alone.â
âHeh!â Adam smirked. âShe doesnât mind risking her life for Abel.â
âWhat do we do now? Should we bring her in?â the bodyguard asked.
âLet her wait for a while. She can come in after she calms down,â Adam said.
âYes, Master,â the bodyguard said and left the room.
The first floor was a bar with a stage in the middle. The place was filled with people.
Under the colorful strobe lights, the partygoers danced wildly to the thumping music.
Emmeline frowned when she saw that.
She was pushed along by the crowd to the bar counter.
She did not plan to drink, so she turned around and prepared to leave.
âHey, girl!â
A young man next to her turned his head and noticed her. His eyes widened with excitement.
âI havenât met you before! Where in Struyria are you from? Youâre a masterpiece!â
The man reached out and tried to pinch Emmelineâs chin. âCome and have a drink with me.â Emmeline slapped his hand away with her handbag. âKeep your hands to yourself!â she barked coldly.
Her irrepressible demeanor intimidated the man. However, his friends were watching him make his move on the girl, and his reputation was at stake.
âYouâre so pretty, itâd be a waste if I donât get to touch you!â the man said and reached out again.
âGet lost!â Emmeline slapped his hand away once more with her handbag.
She did not want to dirty her hands.
The manâs friends began to laugh at him.
âStop pestering her! Didnât you hear what she said?â
âYouâre a disgrace to men! Be a little more assertive!â
Those words made him feel embarrassed. He spread his arms and pounced on Emmeline.
âListen to me! Iâll give you a good time!â
âWho do you think you are!â Emmeline could not take it anymore. She kicked him squarely in the chest, and he flew back ten feet and landed on the floor.
âHahaha!â The people around the man laughed at him.
âServes you right! She already said no!â
âHow useless! Why donât you run home to your mommy?â
âHahaha!â
Adam watched the scene unfold in his private room. His expression sank, and he turned his head to the bodyguard. âFind that brat and break his arm!â
âYes, Master!â the bodyguard replied and spoke into the walkie-talkie.
Emmeline dusted her hands and prepared to leave when she noticed two men in black who suddenly appeared some distance away.
The men in black walked toward the young man on the floor, lifted their legs, and brought it down.
forcefully on his arm.