Chapter 17

Elsa and Greg took a taxi and came to a bar called Youth.

After entering, Greg unexpectedly saw a familiar figure. She wore heavy makeup and revealing clothes, snuggling up against a burly man.

In just a few days, she had changed a man.

This woman was Greg's ex-wife Clara.

Ever since Lucas got impotent and fired by Gloria Company, Clara naturally abandoned him. She was heartless.

Soon, Clara also saw Greg. She whispered something to the man next to her and came over.

"What a coincidence. Isn't this my good-for-nothing ex-husband?"

"It's quite a coincidence." Greg glanced at Clara and said with a complicated expression, "You found a new man?"

"That's right. This is Leopold who is a gang leader. He's much better than Lucas." Clara said proudly, "Such a loser as you are not even worthy to carry shoes for Leopold."

Greg looked at her mocking face and fell into deep thought.

He recalled Clara's every frown and smile as well as the small things between the two of them over the years.

He couldn't help wondering if the woman in front of him was the one he had loved for so many years.

Why did she change so much after working for a few years?

Elsa frowned. She had heard about Clara a little, but after she met Clara, she found the latter was different from what she thought.

Elsa had thought Clara couldn't get along with Greg because of her personality.

Now it seemed Clara was immoral.

Elsa couldn't help feeling disgusted. At the same time, she felt indignant for Greg.

"You're disgusting!"

Elsa scolded Clara directly.

Clara was slightly taken aback.

She hadn't noticed the woman who came with Greg.

Clara looked closely at the woman in front of her. The woman had perfect curves and an elegant appearance. Her beautiful face overshadowed all women in the world.

Clara was narrow-minded. As a woman, she was jealous. Besides, Elsa scolded her. She resented Elsa.

Clara cursed, "Bitch, why do you cut in when we are chatting?"

Elsa approached Greg and suddenly held his arm with her fair and delicate hand.

"Greg is my boyfriend. Do you think it has nothing to do with me?"

Greg was also stunned. He didn't expect Elsa to stand up for him.

"How could you even be interested in the trash I dumped?" Clara snorted coldly.

Elsa retorted, "I think it's probably because you have a problem with your eyes. You didn't see the good things about Greg. As far as I'm concerned, you are the real trash, the kind that can't be recycled."

"Bitch, you dare to scold me. I think you are courting death."

Clara got enraged and reached out to scratch Elsa's face, but Greg stepped in front of Elsa and stared at Clara coldly as if saying, "I dare you."

Clara paused and looked at Greg with a complicated expression. This man used to protect her from the wind and rain, but now he was protecting another woman.

Elsa ignored her and left with Greg, holding his arm.

After the two of them left, Clara reacted and got angry. "You're only a loser. You are nothing compared with Leopold."

When they got to a table, Elsa let go of Greg, and the two of them sat down.

"Ms. Mandel, thank you."

No woman had ever stood up for him over the years, and Elsa was the first one. Greg was moved.

"It's nothing. Your ex-wife went too far. I can't stand her."

Greg sighed.

Elsa could see that Greg was moody. She said, "If you don't mind, why don't you tell me about your past when we're drinking?"

After saying that, Elsa beckoned to the waiter, and the two chatted while drinking.

Dale followed them to the bar. After entering the bar, he quickly spotted Greg and "Isabel."

At the same time, he also saw Leopold holding a woman with heavy makeup. He quickly went up to them.

"Mr. Leopold, are you here to have drinks too?"

Leopold knew Dale, who was the son of John Jenkins, a utensil tycoon in Bianca City.

"Hi, Mr. Jenkins."

When Clara heard Leopold greet Dale, she fixed her eyes on Dale.

Dale looked young, but he must be rich.

Although Clara was snuggling up in Leopold's arms, she was intrigued by Dale.

"Mr. Leopold, a bitch and her man have offended me. I want you to do me a favor."

"Mr. Jenkins, give me the information, and I will send someone to deal with them."

"They're in this bar."

Dale pointed at Greg and Elsa.

Leopold looked over and was slightly taken aback. Wasn't that Clara's ex-husband? He was with a stunning beauty.

Just now when Clara came back, she complained to Leopold and said she was bullied, asking him to teach her ex-husband a lesson.

Leopold didn't care at first, but when he saw Elsa, he was interested instantly.

Dale also targeted these two people.

What a coincidence.

"What are you going to do?"

"Tie up the woman and beat up the man," said Dale with an evil smile.

Leopold smiled knowingly and said, "It's exactly what I want."

The table was filled with wine bottles of all sizes. At this moment, Greg and Elsa had drunk a lot.

Elsa was drunk. After learning what Greg had experienced over the years, she felt indignant for him.

She sat beside Greg and patted his shoulder with her fair hand.

"It's okay. Everything will be fine. A woman like Clara is not worthy of you. You will meet a better woman."

While Elsa spoke, she leaned closer to Greg, who felt itchy as if a kitten was scratching his heart.

Greg wanted to push Elsa away, but he was reluctant.

Dim lights brought them closer to each other.

After drinking the wine, Elsa's eyes were blurred, her pretty face was red, and her pink lips were charming.

The alcohol took Greg's senses away. He was aroused.

Greg lowered his head and slowly approached Elsa. Seeing that she did not dodge, he no longer restrained himself.

He kissed Elsa. She was surprised at first, but she didn't hate this feeling and closed her eyes, kissing him back.

When the kiss was over, Elsa's red face was burning.

The two of them didn't say anything.

At this moment, they heard Dale's voice from behind.

"Bitch, we meet again."

Greg looked back and saw Dale and Clara as well as Leopold and many burly men.

"What do you want?" Greg had a bad feeling.

"I told you I wouldn't spare you!"

Dale waved his hand, and several men immediately rushed up and began to pull Elsa away. Even Clara joined them.

"No!"

Their hostility frightened Elsa.

Greg stood up to stop them, but Leopold knocked him off with a punch.

"Bitch, weren't you very arrogant just now? You will be miserable soon!"

Seeing Elsa resist fiercely, Clara slapped her hard.

"Greg, save me!"

Elsa was a delicate woman. How could she fight with several sturdy men? She subconsciously put all her hopes on Greg.

Clara glanced at Greg on the ground and said, "Do you count on a loser to save you? He can't even protect himself!"

Of course, Greg knew what would happen to Elsa if she was taken away.

After the kiss, this woman was no longer just a colleague to him but his woman.

Greg gritted his teeth and got up. He spat out in rage.

"She's my woman. Release her right away, or the consequences will be serious."

If Luther was here, he would probably wet his pants in terror when he heard this.

He would think those who coveted Greg's woman was courting death.

"His woman?"

When Elsa heard Greg's words, she paused struggling for a moment, a strange emotion flashing across her beautiful eyes.

Leopold and the others burst out laughing. No one took Greg's words seriously.

Leopold kicked Greg to the ground and stepped on his back, saying arrogantly, "Consequences? What consequences? Do you think you can scare me?"

Dale squatted down and grabbed Greg's hair, sneering. "You're arrogant, but do you have the power? You dare to snatch a woman from me, and this is the consequence."

Leopold and Dale let go of Greg, but a group of men closed in on him and hit him with kicks and fists.

His vision going blurred, Greg lay on the ground and couldn't get up. He saw Elsa shout at him for help and being slowly dragged away...