Chapter 298 Worthless
“You wish for my help?” the man said devilishly in a nonchalant manner. “But I’ve always been helping you, yet you are too stupid to get it. You keep disappointing me.”
“I have no other choice.” Elyse could no longer stay haughty, not in this situation. “I’ll do whatever you ask of me this time. I know what you want.”
“I do not help those without value to me, and you have lost all your worth,” the man answered coldly.
Elyse’s phone almost fell out of her hand, but her reluctance to admit defeat kept her going. “It’s your fault I became like this. If it weren’t for you, I would still be in a loving relationship with Leo. We’d probably be raising a family by now.”
“Is that so?” The man chortled, which annoyed Elyse.
The mockery in his tone crushed what was left of Elyse’s dignity.
“You were arrogant. You abused the love he gave you. Even if I hadn’t shown up, you would have gone for someone else anyway. It’s sad that you still can’t recognize the error of your ways and that you think it’s someone else’s fault you’re in this predicament. That’s not right,” the man said as softly and indifferently as usual. “Perhaps you might learn a lesson in prison.”
“No, I don’t want to!” Elyse had a meltdown. She couldn’t imagine what prison life would be like. She went there once for a shoot, and it was a dark, dreary place. The days of the inmates were filled with nothing but pain and despair. She would die if she were imprisoned.
“Pull off one last one, then. You need to go all in this time if you want to live.” Then, the man hung up.
Elyse clutched her phone, her face as pale as a ghost, and sweat drenched her forehead. “I need a chance,” she muttered as her mind raced. That’s it. I have an idea.
The clacking of heels echoed in the long, dark corridor shrouded in the darkness of night. No other sounds could be heard. Amelie stared at the slip of paper on her hand, illuminated by the flashlight of her handphone. This is where that mystery guy lives. An hour ago, they called her and promised to meet up. Amelie was going to make a new course.
Most people had never heard of that, but she knew it would be a trend in the future. Amelie was a shrewd businesswoman. She knew what the platform needed, and she knew what the best investment to make was. Every genius is a bit odd. Can’t believe they’re staying somewhere so remote.
Amelie stopped before a door. Just when she was about to ring the doorbell, she felt a gust of wind behind her, and she froze. I feel something cold on my neck. She reached back and grabbed the hand of her attacker, and she quickly turned around.
Her attacker gasped in pain.
Amelie slammed the attacker into the wall, their face sticking to the surface sideways. She shone her phone on the attacker and was met with a familiar face. “Elyse?”
Amelie was twisting Elyse’s arm behind her. Her grip was strong and it threatened to break Elyse’s arm. She let out another gasp, and something fell to the ground.
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