Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me

Chapter 512 Strip Him Bare

"Very well. If that's your choice, then you will suffer the consequences," Arthur hissed.

He was disappointed. Elspeth just twisted the knife of despair even deeper into his heart. However, before he could say anything else, he started choking on himself. Callum was tightening his grip on Arthur's throat, blocking his windpipe.

The explosion was done by Callum's men to distract Arthur. They finally caught up to Arthur's car and smashed the door open. They were relieved to see Arthur pinned down. The man in the lead dragged the driver out of the other car and tossed him over to Callum.

"Got him, sir."

"Don't kill me. I did nothing, I swear!" Thinking that he might die that night, the driver almost pissed his pants.

"I won't kill you." Thinking that it was inconvenient to keep his hold on Arthur's neck, Callum swiftly took the knife and held it against his throat. "You're worthless, anyway." Callum looked at the driver.

"Yes, yes. Please spare me." The driver knelt on the ground, shivering in fear.

Angered by his driver's cowardly performance, Arthur shot him a venomous glare. "You useless oaf."

driver kept his mouth shut,

an eye on him. He quickly pulled some tissues and tried to stop Elspeth's bleeding, but no matter what he did, the blood wouldn't stop. Her lips were getting paler by the second. There's no time to lose. Callum ordered, "Strip the driver bare and toss him somewhere crowded. As for Mr. Winthrop here…

his hand. "No problem, sir. I know what

do." Callum nodded and took Elspeth to his car. Then,

a hard slap, though Arthur felt humiliated. "What are you looking at, punk? Do you really

treatment half an hour ago. And now, it's my turn. Arthur hated this, but he couldn't do anything about it. If he tried anything stupid, the men would humiliate him even more. Thus, he smirked politely. "What's so good about him? You're wasting your talent

finish his sentence, the man punched him in the face. "Shut it. Do you think I care

and continued, "I'm just trying to be nice. Working for him has no future. But if you work for me, I can

dreams. And besides, Mr. Winthrop is way better

gave his men a look, and they pinned Arthur and the

regret this! Everyone who crosses me will!"

me, sonny. Daddy's waiting,"

men burst

Guess there's no escaping this. He could only watch helplessly as the men stripped the driver bare. Then, they stepped on Arthur like

and rubbed his hand. "No problem, sir. I