Chapter 18

Hertha was in a bad mood, so she asked her best friend to the bar to relax after work, but her friend was caught by work at the last minute, so she came to wait for her friend.

After entering the bar, she found that something was wrong.

A crowd formed around a table.

Out of curiosity, she went over to take a look.

To her surprise, she saw an unconscious man lying on the ground.

She recognized Greg at a glance.

Greg was the reason for her bad mood.

Greg was in a terrible state, and his shirt was stained with blood and shoe prints.

Hertha was surprised, but she rushed up to check on him without thinking too much.

The crowd saw that and quickly stopped her.

"Hey, don't get into trouble. He has offended Mr. Leopold."

"Don't help him, or you will suffer with him!"

The crowd saw Leopold beat up Greg.

They all knew very well who Leopold was. Those who offended him never ended well.

Hertha didn't listen to them at all.

She was an acquaintance of Greg. How could she not save him?

Hertha knelt on the ground and helped Greg up, putting him in her arms.

Maybe she touched his wounds, and Greg gradually sobered up.

"Do you feel unwell?" Hertha asked quickly.

Greg opened his eyes and saw Hertha with surprise.

There were obviously more important things at this moment than answering her question.

Elsa was taken away by Leopold and Dale. She was in danger, and he had to save her right away. He could imagine what nasty things would happen to her if he was late.

Greg took out his phone and found that the screen was cracked.

He said to Hertha. "Give me your cell phone."

Hertha was confused, but she handed the phone to Greg compliantly.

Taking out the business card Beacher gave him from his pocket, Greg made a call.

"It's me. I'm at Young Bar. Send someone over immediately. Use your fastest speed."

Beacher was surprised, but he soon realized that Greg was in trouble.

"Yes, Mr. Donnie."

After hanging up the phone, Greg wanted to get up.

However, he was too weak. When he sat up, he fell back, and the back of his head knocked against Hertha's chest.

The impact woke Greg up, but Hertha felt pained and shy.

"You..."

Greg stood up again and said, "Lend me your phone, and I will contact you later."

Before Hertha could respond, Greg limped away.

Hertha was dumbfounded.

She thought, "Wait. I saved him with good intentions, and he took advantage of me. He even took my phone away. What a bastard!"

After hanging up the phone, Beacher immediately summoned his men, and several cars of Range Rover drove fast on the road. The group of men was aggressive.

As they were far away from Young Bar, it would take them a while to get there.

Beacher called Toby Van, who was near the bar and asked him to go help Greg first.

Toby was one of the three henchmen of Beacher.

He happened to be near the Young Bar. When he received the call, he started to look for the man Beacher mentioned.

Beacher called the man Mr. Donnie, and he must be special.

At this moment, Leopold's men guarded a private room in the bar.

Elsa trembled and curled up in a corner of the sofa in the private room.

Her face gradually turned pale, and she sobered up because of the fear.

Leopold propped down next to her, and she moved back in terror, but there was a cold wall behind her.

Leopold lifted Elsa's long hair and stroked it gently, leaning over to sniff at it obsessively.

"Hmm... What a natural stunner." Leopold sighed and looked at her body closely, his eyes getting fiery.

Elsa shivered and pushed him away, trying to rush out of the door.

Clara grabbed her hair and pulled it back forcefully.

"Ah..." Elsa let out a scream in pain and hit Clara's arm. "Let me go"

"Do you want to escape?" Clara didn't let go and instead tightened the grip. "Weren't you arrogant just now? You dared to scold me. I dare you to do that again."

After pursuing Isabel for a long time, Dale had some feelings for her.

Seeing "Isabel" in pain, he inevitably felt a little uncomfortable.

Dale frowned and said to Clara, "Let go of her."

Clara said sweetly, "Come on, Mr. Jenkins, I want to teach her a lesson for you."

"Do as I tell you. Do I need your help?" Dale angrily scolded.

Clara was embarrassed and reluctantly let go of Elsa.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jenkins. I shouldn't meddle in your business."

Clara apologized flatteringly and cursed Elsa inwardly.

She thought, "What a bitch. She's good at seducing men."

"Please forgive her, Mr. Jenkins. She loses her mind." Leopold tried to make peace. He fixed his eyes on Elsa and swallowed hard. "As for this woman, you go first or me?"

Dale was slightly taken aback and said, "Mr. Leopold, what do you mean? I asked you to tie her up and bring her here just to teach her a lesson."

However, Leopold helped Dale because he took a fancy to Elsa.

Dale asked him not to touch Elsa, and he was cross as if a steak on his plate was taken away.

He punched the sofa and stood up abruptly with fierce eyes.

"Dale, do you want to court death? How dare you fool me?"

Seeing that Leopold was angry, Dale quickly explained, "Mr. Leopold, I don't dare to fool you, of course. You got me wrong."

Clara got more jealous when she saw that Leopold fancied Elsa too.

Clara held Leopold's arm and rubbed him with her chest, saying sweetly, "Mr. Leopold, what do you mean? I'm still here."

Leopold was in a fit of anger, and Clara triggered him.

He slapped her and swore, "What the hell are you? How dare you say no when I want to play with a woman?"

"You..." Clara covered her face in disbelief.

"Get out of here!" Leopold roared angrily again like a real leopard.

Clara was angry and embarrassed. She stamped her feet and left with resentment.

There were only three people left in the room.

Leopold looked down at Dale and pointed at Elsa, who was like a frightened rabbit.

"Tell me, can I touch her or not?"

Dale trembled all over, but he mustered up his courage and said, "Mr. Leopold, if you want beautiful women, I can recommend many to you..."

Leopold kicked Dale in the stomach and sent him flying.

"Damn you. I call you Mr. Jenkins because of your dad. What do you think you are?"

He knocked Dale out with only one kick. Dale's head hit the wall and bled a lot.

Elsa's lips turned white with fright at the sight of the red blood.

Leopold turned to Elsa and gave an evil smile, approaching her...