Chapter 67 Jealousy

"Are you okay?" The man’s cold voice sounded.

In a daze, Eliana looked up and met Preston’s gaze.He was frowning, and his eyes were flickering dangerously.

"I’m… I’m fine."

Still panicstricken, Eliana didn’t realize she was in his arms until now.She immediately jumped to her feet and helped him up.

In doing so, she inadvertently held the man’s hand.His burning skin grazed hers like a jolt of electricity, making her heart beat wildly.

But the owner of the shop wasn’t done just yet.He growled and held up his knife once more.

Maurice didn’t hesitate and kicked him square on the chest.

"Go to hell, you b*****d!"

The owner was flung backward and he smashed into some porcelain vases behind him.He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Before he could do anything, the men in black quickly surrounded and subdued him.

When the lights came back on, Eliana found herself standing in a mess.

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Furniture and porcelain was scattered all over the floor, and the owner’s men were all crying and screaming as the men in black pressed them to the ground.

Blood dribbling down his chin, the owner looked up at Maurice in disbelief.

"How dare you make trouble in my shop? Do you know who I am?" he demanded.

Maurice looked down at him with cruel eyes and a face as cold as ice.He was in all black, as if Death himself had come to take the owner and his men.

The owner couldn’t help but shiver under the man’s gaze.

"Get them out of my sight,"

Maurice hissed through gritted teeth.

the men in black answered in unison, which was deafening in the

had turned

bearings, Maurice had already dragged her out of the antique

what’re you

wondering if she was

in Maurice’s eyes didn’t fade away just

mercilessly, "I should be asking you the same thing! How

lips tightly,

come here just to save her? But

here with her

did Preston have? He was probably entertaining

clouded over

teeth, she spat,

"Eliana…"

weak voice called out

then did Eliana remember that she had come

"Bradly!"

in a heartbeat and

down carefully, she asked, "How are you?

still bravely fought to the

could answer, he was interrupted by a

eyes bore a

knew this was a black market where all kinds of scum hang

wasn’t my intention… I’m

hung his head

fault.When I heard that they were selling Argyle

Eliana’s face

"Bradly! Your hand!"

followed her gaze only to find that his right hand was covered in blood.It was wounded so severely that it looked

her

Bradly was a designer.

his right hand,

Did you take your care here? Can you drive us

with fear and worry, Eliana

over another man, Maurice

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