Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 158 - 170: I’m Responsible for Her Life (11)

Chapter 158: Chapter 170: I’m Responsible for Her Life (11)

Percy Stanton seemed calm as he lowered his wrist, staring straight at the red light on the road ahead, but his hand quickly tapped the steering wheel repeatedly. As he didn’t know how many times he had tapped, his mobile phone suddenly rang.

Percy swiftly turned his head, glanced at the phone on the passenger seat, and saw the name "Brother-in-law", so he raised his hand, pressed the answer button on the Bluetooth headset in his ear, and listened to Joseph Tucker’s voice while driving on the congested road.

After just two minutes, Percy Stanton frowned. Although the voice sounded as gentle and refined as usual, it carried a heavy layer of murderousness, making it a bit frightening: "Isabel Smith hasn’t come out since Elijah left?"

"Yeah."

"It’s been an hour, and she still hasn’t come out?"

"What’s wrong?" Joseph Tucker was taken aback by Percy’s suddenly raised voice, furrowed his brow, and explained, "Since we don’t know what exactly happened in the private booth, we can’t just barge in. If she and the people in there are friends and just having a small gathering, it would damage Magnificent’s reputation and attitude. However, if you need it, I can have someone check the surveillance footage."

Percy Stanton was silent for a moment and said, "I’m stuck in traffic here and won’t be able to get to Magnificent anytime soon. For now, make two preparations. Check the situation in the private booth and notify the police."

...

"Hey, beautiful, don’t be shy. We haven’t even taken off our underwear yet!"

With such vile and disgusting words accompanied by the smell of alcohol, they filled Isabel Smith’s ears and nostrils, choking her mind and leaving it somewhat blank.

No matter how proud and fierce she was, she was still just a woman, and a woman’s strength was limited. She had been fighting with these men for almost an hour and was already worn out. Now, as they pressed her down firmly on the sofa, she felt like deflated gas, unable to muster any strength.

The pain from the slap was still spreading from her cheek, reaching deep into Isabel Smith’s heart.

Then, from the very depths of her heart, a layer of fear slowly surfaced.

However, no matter how afraid Isabel Smith was, she didn’t let it show. Instead, she stared calmly at the men in front of her with wide eyes.

She knew that tonight she might be violated by these men, but her innate character prevented her from begging for mercy in front of them. Even her tone was calm and composed: "I am not Elijah’s girlfriend, I am his sister. If you do anything to me, I won’t let any of you go, even if it means my own destruction! So, I advise you immature kids, who haven’t even grown full body hair yet, to not bring trouble upon yourselves and your families!"

The group of dandies playing with Elijah, all around his age and relying on their status as noble young masters, had grown arrogant and domineering. Hearing Isabel Smith’s continuous threats, one of the men laughed as if he had heard a hilarious joke: "Trouble? Is she trying to scare us?"

"Oh my, I’m so scared!" Another man sarcastically echoed in an extremely contemptuous tone.

"But let us tell you, we’re not afraid of trouble at all... We have played with all kinds of women but never encountered someone as unruly and fiery as you. Today, we finally have a chance..." The man on top of Isabel Smith had a layer of excitement in his eyes and his tone became fierce: "We’ll get to experience what it’s like to conquer a wild girlfriend from the legends!"