Billionaire ’s Unforgettable First Love

Chapter 38 At Worst We'll Lose Together

Chapter 38 At Worst We'll Lose Together

"I'm telling the truth."

Gwenyth Lovelace didn't show any weakness in front of Luna Engles.

This girl was born in the same year as Susie Lovelace, a few months younger than her even.

Speaking of which, she could be considered Luna Engles' older sister.

"Father gave you money, and you pretended not to accept it. I didn't do anything to you, but you turned around and harmed me. What are you planning? Are you complaining that he only gave you 144 thousand dollars, so you intentionally said that I wanted to run you over to make him pity you and give you more compensation?"

Gyth Lovelace laughed , "Your imagination is really rich."

"Do you want more?"

"I've already said that I have nothing to do with the Engles. Can you please stop bothering me?"

She already has plenty of troubles to deal with already, with those debt collectors and Edison Yates giving her headaches. She couldn't spare any energy to deal with the people from the Engles.

"I don't like your attitude."

"No sincerity!"

Luna Engles got up with a cold face, looked around the small room, and saw two golf clubs standing on the golf club rack in the corner. She walked over and picked up one that felt right, swinging it.

"Tie her up."

With Luna Engles's order, the two men began to work. One went to get the rope while the other pulled Gwenyth Lovelace up and made her sit on a chair.

The rope was wound tightly around Gwenyth Lovelace's body, binding her tightly to the chair.

Luna Engles walked towards her with the golf club, making two strokes next to her head with the iron clubhead.

Was Luna Engles trying to use her head as a ball?

"You hit me today, and this matter will not end kindly."

Gwenyth Lovelace pretended to be calm, but her palms were already sweating.

Luna Engles snorted, not taking her words to heart, and continued to swing the club in those strokes.

"Last time you didn't hit me, but if you hurt me this time, I will not just sit back and take it. I will make a fuss with the Engles, and let everyone in the Engles know what you have done to me. I will also find the media and reveal my identity, letting the public know how the Engles heartlessly kicked my family of three out of our home twenty years ago."

"The shameful secrets that the Engles has covered up for many years, do you think you can withstand the pressure from the public opinion and the blame from your family, because they were exposed due to your actions? Can you continue to live a peaceful life?"

Luna Engles' expression changed slightly, and her hand holding the golf club tightened gradually, with her fingers turning white and the veins on the back of her hand bulging.

"Are you threatening me?"

She squinted her eyes and stared coldly at Gwenyth Lovelace's calm face, "You're really thinking of challenging me?"

"You forced me to. I've got nothing to lose anyways, at worst, we'll lose together."

"If you can't even leave this door today, will you still have a chance to do what you just said?"

"If I won't be able to, I still have my family and friends."

Gwenyth Lovelace actually had very few friends, but she didn't want to bow down to Luna Engles. So she had to continue with a brave face and said, "I never wanted to have any relationship with the Engles in my life. Martin Engles came to find me, and I didn't want to acknowledge him, nor did I take his money. But you insisted on causing trouble."

Large beads of sweat dripped down Gwenyth Lovelace's forehead.

She was feeling anxious, afraid that her words wouldn't intimidate Luna Engles.

"You're quite interesting,"

Luna Engles put away her golf club and took a step back, sitting directly on the coffee table facing Gwenyth Lovelace.

She knew that Gwenyth Lovelace was making a last-ditch effort.

"Let me go, and we won't cross each other's path again."

Luna Engles fell silent for a moment and then laid out her conditions. "Then you have to promise me that you will never see my father again."

"I'm sorry, I can't promise that."

"Then there's nothing left to talk about,"

Luna Engles' eyes lit up, stood up, and swung the golf club in her hand again.

Realizing that Luna Engles had misunderstood what she meant, Gwenyth Lovelace quickly explained, "I won't proactively contact Martin Engles, I haven't asked him for money, all I can guarantee is that I won't look for him or have any contact with the Engles. But if he comes to me, I can't stop him."

"You can continue moving, move to a place where he can't find you."

"Even without your reminder, we will still move."

If she hadn't promised the debt collectors that she wouldn't run away, she would have already started planning to move.

"When do you plan to move?"

"Three months later."

"Why do you need that long?"

"I have my own difficulties."

Luna Engles put down the golf club in her hand and sat down on the sofa, "Do you even have the money to move?"

"It's up to you to think whatever you want."

"Poor thing."

Luna Engles sneered and laughed, looking at Gwenyth Lovelace. She noticed that Gwenyth Lovelace was wearing cheap clothes from the street vendor, and her anger dissipated a lot.

"I'll trust you this time."

As soon as she finished speaking, she waved her hand to the two bodyguards and said, "Escort her out."

As soon as Gwenyth Lovelace felt relieved, a black cloth bag was thrown over her head, and her bindings were removed. She was lifted up and taken back to where she had come from, just like before. All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The business car stopped by the side of the road, and the car door was opened. The black cloth bag was removed from her head, and then a hand pushed her from behind.

She was pushed out of the car and stumbled, nearly falling over.

The car behind her drove off, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Looking around, she noticed two large bags lying on the ground not far away.

Those were the cling wrap and vegetables she bought from the supermarket.

Surprisingly, nobody had picked them up.

Thinking back on what had happened in the past hour, she was still a bit shaken.

Including the time she had spent outside, it had been about two hours.

She hurried over and picked up the bags from the ground.

When she returned to the Moonlight Villa, it was already 10 o'clock.

When she entered, Edison Yates was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV.

His attention wasn't on the TV, but rather on the wall clock. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he turned to the foyer and saw that Gwenyth Lovelace had returned. He turned off the TV and got up, walking towards her.

"One hour, huh?"

Gwenyth Lovelace carried her things towards the kitchen, with Edison Yates following behind her.

What were you doing?"

"Shopping."

"You shopped for two hours?"

Gwenyth Lovelace put the two large bags down and began putting each vegetable into the refrigerator one by one.

"The things were too heavy, so I rested for a while on the way back."

Edison Yates didn't say anything, his gaze fell on her arm. Her skin was white, and the marks left by the ropes tied around her arm were still there, but not very obvious.

"You..."

"It's late, aren't you going to bed yet?"

She put the vegetables away, then took out 20 rolls of plastic wrap from the bag and placed them all in the cabinet.

Leaning next to her, Edison Yates stood motionless, watching the marks on her arm gradually fade away. His lips moved, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He turned around and walked out, heading straight to his room upstairs

After lying on the bed for a while, he picked up his phone and called his assistant, Andy Fountain.

Around eleven o'clock, Andy Fountain sent a video, showing the moment when Gwenyth Lovelace was kidnapped while carrying two large bags on her way to the Moonlight Villa.

She was taken away by a black commercial vehicle and returned after thirty minutes.

Just as he finished watching the video, Andy Fountain called.

"Mr. Yates, we have traced the information of that car."

"Who is it?"

"It belongs to the Engles, to be precise, it's a car used by their bodyguards."\

The Engles again...

What is the connection between Gwenyth Lovelace and the Engles?