My Sugar and Your Spice (Amelia and Leo) novel Chapter 222

Elyse opened her eyes and saw John holding her mask, looking at her with disgust. Her face had scratches and bruises from the earlier fight she had with Rose, and her fair skin only made her wounds stand out even more.

He tossed the mask back to her. “Great. Now, my mood is spoiled.”

“Your mood is spoiled?” She held the mask and stared at the man in disbelief. I stooped to your level and gave myself to you, you bumpkin! Yet, you now complain about me spoiling your mood? I will not stand for this insult!

Her eyes went wide with anger, and she wanted to raise a hand against him.

John ignored her anger, however. He sneered and moved far away from her. Then, he took the teapot and drank straight from the spout. After that, he spat and fiddled with some marbles. “I’m not a trash collector. I don’t sleep with… ugly things.”

Elyse retracted her hand and touched her face.

Without further ado, he waved away at the bodyguards. “Toss her out.”

She never thought the day would come when an investor would toss her out. They used to beg her and even worship her. Damn it. They’re doing what they please just because of the breakup. Short-sighted *ssholes! Though, she had no one to rely on.

With no one to turn to, she could only watch helplessly as the bodyguards pulled her up and dragged her away. “You can’t do this, Mr. Oates! You’ll regret it!”

However, John ignored her. He was on the call with someone, and then he laughed raucously, his jowls trembling. Just when she was about to be tossed out, he said, “A minute, please.”

Did he change his mind? Just from a phone call? Elyse had no idea who made the call, but they had to be so powerful that John was scared of them. Someone came to my aid. She thought it was her fan. She had a lot of fans, and some must have known about her predicament. My fan must have helped me out.

Thinking she was saved, she flung the bodyguards’ arms away and gave each of them two tight slaps. “Unhand me, you curs.”

Hey, we’re only following orders given by Mr. Oates. That slap wiped off what little sympathy they had for that woman, but she did not know. She only knew she felt better after slapping someone.

Elyse would have hit John as well, but she had no idea if her helper was powerful enough to pin John down, so she spoke softly, “Can we negotiate now, Mr. Oates?”

He nodded. “Yes.”

She was delighted to hear his affirmation. Good. Just you wait, Rose. Once I rise to fame again, I will destroy you.

“Thank you, Mr. Oates. I shall get prepared now.” She put on the best smile she had.

“Oh, we’re not in a hurry.” He sat down. “I have two roles for you. Pick whichever you want.”