Chapter 19

Elsa felt helpless. As a woman, she couldn't fight against a strong man.

"Sweetie, don't worry. I have driven all the bad guys away. No one will hurt you anymore."

Leopold gave an evil smile and reached out to touch Elsa's pretty face.

She quickly dodged and said in terror, "Don't come over!"

Leopold was running out of patience.

"Sweetie, if you are not obedient, I have to be tough."

Elsa made a move and tried to escape. It seemed easier this time without Clara stopping her.

However, when she was only one step away from the door, she was caught by Leopold from behind.

Elsa struggled violently, but that was like soft scratches to Leopold.

Leopold grabbed her dress.

Her dress was torn.

Her skin was exposed to the air.

Elsa hurriedly reached out to cover her body and begged in a sobbing voice, "Don't... Please..."

The more she begged for mercy, the more excited Leopold got.

"Don't worry, Sweetie. I will be good to you."

As he spoke, he continued to rip off her dress. Elsa was almost naked.

She tried to cover her body, exhausted and desperate.

She couldn't imagine how she would survive if she was raped.

At this moment, there came a loud bang.

The glass door of the private room was smashed.

A hand reached out and opened the door from the inside.

Greg entered the room and got enraged at the sight.

With all his strength, he strode forward and punched Leopold.

Although he hadn't practiced before, he was able to knock the Leopold back several steps by strength.

Elsa seemed to see the light of hope. She didn't cry just now, but she started to sob at the sight of Greg.

Greg felt guilty.

"You're safe. I'm here."

Tears rolled down her delicate face, Elsa threw herself into Greg's arms and passed out.

Elsa usually fainted at the sight of blood. When she saw Dale bleed, she felt dizzy, but she forced herself to remain sober. After Greg came, she could no longer hold out.

Greg carried Elsa to the sofa and took off his jacket, covering her body.

Following that, he stood up and stared down at Leopold like a king.

Leopold suddenly felt frightened, but the feeling quickly disappeared.

It was a fleeting moment, but he was angered by his fear for Greg.

"Bastard, didn't you get beaten enough just now? How dare you come to seek death?"

After he spoke, Leopold seemed to realize something and shuddered.

He said nervously, "No. There are so many people outside. How did you get in?"

His men were guarding the room, and Greg should have been stopped outside.

Leopold had a bad feeling.

"Of course, the guard dogs were dealt with first!"

Leopold heard a fierce voice and then saw a man flying at him like a kite with a cut thread.

Fortunately, Leopold reacted quickly and dodged slightly to the side.

Dale was unlucky. When he was going to wake up, he was hit by the flying man and passed out again.

Several people entered the private room. They were led by a man with dark skin. He wore a white hat, a black jacket, and blue jeans. He dressed like a western cowboy.

Leopold couldn't help frowning.

Why did Toby come here?

"Leopold, do you miss me?"

Toby and Leopold used to have clashes and held grudges against each other. Toby was forced to tolerate Leopold because Beacher asked him not to get into trouble.

Beacher gave his order this time. Whoever offended Greg would have to pay a heavy price.

Toby had been waiting for this chance. Of course, he would teach Leopold a good lesson.

"Toby, we don't meddle in each other's business for a long time. What do you want today?"

Leopold was angry, but he didn't lose his temper. After all, his men had been knocked out. He had no choice but to swallow his anger.

"You've offended the man Beacher respects. Do you say we don't meddle in each other's business?"

Leopold was surprised.

Beacher ranked second on the list of the underground world. Louise, Leopold's boss, ranked sixth.

A man that Beacher respected must be powerful.

Leopold didn't think he dared to offend such a man.

"May I ask, who is the boss of Beacher? When did I offend him?" Leopold quickly asked.

Toby pointed to Greg, who had a gloomy face. "This is Mr. Donnie, the man who Beacher respects."

Leopold paused and laughed out loud, tears coming out of his eyes.

Mr. Donnie? Wasn't he just Clara's ex-husband?

According to her, he was a worthless loser.

If Greg was an important man, how could he be beaten up just now?

"Toby, it's hilarious. Go back and ask Beacher to go see an ophthalmologist. He's gullible, and anyone can fool him."

"You dare to humiliate my boss. I think you are courting death!"

Toby's face turned cold, and his subordinates immediately surrounded Leopold.

Leopold thought Toby came to cause trouble with an excuse.

He wasn't afraid at all because Young Bar was protected by Louise. Someone would inform him if something was wrong.

He believed that Louise would arrive soon.

All he had to do now was to delay the time.

"Toby, I warn you. Although your boss is Beacher, my boss Louise is not a pushover. If you dare to touch me, you will end up no good."

"I'll give it a try."

As Toby spoke, he started to make a move.

A cold voice came from outside the door.

"Let me see who is so bold to hit my men."

After he spoke, a handsome tall man with a pair of rimless glasses in a black windbreaker entered the room.