Sweetheart Do You Still Love Me novel Chapter 65

Chapter 65 Rescue

Elspeth pondered for a moment before driving to Luna Bar. Loud music and gushing filled the place as the flashing lights rendered it difficult to discern one’s face.

She observed the location on her phone and finally found the little girl not far from her.

Without the school uniform, which could put on an innocent facade over one, Lydia was being forced to drink by her client in a maid costume.

Is that… the girl?

The girl’s scrunched-up expression whenever she downed the drinks and her forceful smiles squeezed Elspeth’s heart—she was merely accepting the cruel truth of her fate.

Elspeth rolled up her sleeves to help because her late father spent his days like that before leaving her. He was bedridden, yet the family was penniless to afford the medical fees. In the end, all she could do was watch him slowly lose the spark in his eyes.

Therefore, she made up her mind to make money and become powerful to protect the people around her.

She approached them and grabbed the girl’s arm, yanking her up from the seat.

“It’s you…” The girl’s eyes widened.

“Lydia, is she your friend?” The drunk man leered at Elspeth’s gorgeous face while wondering, This chick is pretty.

“No, no. I don’t know her. She might’ve gotten the wrong person.” Lydia quickly shook her head, fearing that he might take advantage of Elspeth.

“You shouldn’t be here. You’re a student. You should be spending your time preparing for SAT, not hanging around here. Do you hear me?” Elspeth’s gaze darkened as her voice deepened.

“It is your friend. You guys seem to get along pretty well. Come, we’re all friends. How about a drink with us, pretty lady?” said the man who reached out for Elspeth’s waist. However, before his fingertips could touch her, she grasped his wrist and dislocated his arm.

“Argh!”

How dare she dislocate my arm!

“Zip it, or I’ll be fair and do the same to your other arm.”

Still, the man made a call while enduring the excruciating pain. A group of bodyguards soon gathered at the place.

“You’re not getting away with this!” The man drew in a sharp breath. “Get her, and don’t pull your punches back!”

Those were trained bodyguards, and she would be at a disadvantage in a face-to-face confrontation. As an afterthought, she grabbed a glass from the table to toss it at the man’s face before escaping alongside Lydia.

“F*ck! After them!”

With Elspeth leading ahead, the duo bulldozed through the crowd, heading toward the second floor. She opened one of the doors and shoved Lydia into the room before wheeling around to leave.

“Where are you going?” A concerned Lydia pinched the hem of Elspeth’s sleeve.

“I’ll distract them. They’ll catch up anyways, so it’s better if you hide here.”

“But—”

“No more ‘but’s. I punched many of his men, so I’m their main target. Watch out and seize the chance to slip out of the bar. You mustn’t get caught.” Subsequently, she fished out a Winthrop Group name card.

“This is my number. Call me after this. Don’t worry about the medical bills. I have more than enough to pay them.” She then shoved the card into Lydia’s hand and closed the door. Right when she was about turn left at the corner, she bumped into the bodyguards.

“Over here! Hurry! Don’t miss her!”