Chapter 27


    Chapter 26 “Down this bottle, and It’s on me,” drawled Gage ter, N’s second uncle, the infamous


    sexual predator of Jindale City, the epitome of a sleazebag. Hideous, disliked, yet a notorious yer.


    Elysia didn’t know him from Adam, and she blinked in confusion at his proposition. “Me? Drink It?”


    “Yep, you. Not a drop left, you hear?” “But… isn’t that a bit appropriate? It’s your tab, and this bottle


    isn’t cheap.* “When I say it’s fine, it’s fine. This bottle’s a grand, you drink it, it’s on my dime.” As Gage


    spoke, his lecherous gaze roamed over Elysia, unashamedly ogling her. Elysia realized she’d run into a


    real lowlife. She fought the urge to punch him and forced out an apologetic grin, instead “Sorry, but I


    had some cold medicine beforeing here. Can’t mix it with alcohol.” The man’s mood soured at her


    excuse. “Then take the bottle with you. We don’t want it.” Elysia was stunned. “The bar has rules. Once


    a bottle’s opened, it can’t be returned.” “Heh, did I ask you to open it? You decided to open it on your


    own. If it can’t be returned, you’re footing the bill.” Elysia held back her anger and said, “You asked me


    to open it; that’s why I dared to. There should be security cameras in this room to check.” At that, the


    rm erupted intoughter, “You can tell she doesn’t get out much. Security cameras at a bar? What if


    someone wants a little privacy for some fun? Ha!” Elysia’s lips quivered, speechless, her fists clenched


    tightly as she silently seethed. She had never been to a ce like this before! Someone chimed in,


    “Honey, Mr. ter taking a shine to you is your lucky day. Drink up, and don’t be ungrateful. Do you


    even know who Mr. ter is? He could scare you stiff! But hey, if you keep him happy, you could be set


    for life.” Elysia realized this greasy old man was someone of status. They were about to cheat her, and


    if she fought back, she knew she’d be at a disadvantage. The average Joe always loses against big


    money. The bottle cost a hundred grand, which was a year’s sry for many, yet only a mere evening’s


    pleasure for the wealthy. What could she possibly do against them? had to cover that cost, she might


    as well be dead. She didn’t have that kind of money. After a few seconds of silence, Elysia managed


    another apologetic smile, “My mistake, Mr. ter. It’s really loud here, so how about we go somewhere


    quieter to chat?” Gage’s interest was piqued at her suggestion, a lecherous chuckle escaping him as


    he rose to his feet. “Sure, let’s find a nice quiet spot for a… deep conversation.” The room hooted,


    “Yeah, go deep, real deep! Ha!” Elysia felt sick to her stomach but kept herposure as she walked


    out. Tarquin stepped out of the elevator just in time to see Elysia slip through the service door. He stood


    there, his expression inscrutable. Momentster, Gage exited the room, hurriedly following behind her,


    muttering, “Baby, I’ming, hehe.” Behind the safety door of the bar was a ce where stories


    unfolded. Dimly lit and sparsely popted, it was the go–to spot for the desperately thirsty to quench


    their desires. I like your style, babe. You had me at hello. I’ll treat you right, don’t worry. Make me


    happy, and you’ll be rewarded. Just look at those lips… get on your knees and put them to use…” The


    words were loaded with innuendo. Lowell, ufortable, said, “It’s Ms. Thorne and Gage…” A scream


    suddenly pierced the air. owell’s face turned pale. “Tarquin, Ms. Thorne might be in trouble.” arquin


    frowned, reluctant to get involved, but thinking of Elijah, he quickened his pace owards themotion.


    nd then he witnessed a scene beyond belief…