Chapter 315 Teeth Knocked Out
"Yo, dude, got a light?" the guy in the white shirt asked Elliott.
Elliott didn't even glance at him and snapped, "My lighter's busy, man. Go bug someone else."
He'd just dropped over a hundred bucks on drinks and ice cream, and he was feeling the sting. Plus, he was still pissed at himself for blowing up at Paula in front of everyone today, so yeah, he was in a mood.
The guy in the white shirt got ticked off real quick and grabbed Elliott by the collar!
Elliott was caught off guard and, seeing the guy's angry face, started to shake. "What do you want, man?"
"What do I want? Someone wants a word with you." With that, the guy dragged Elliott by the collar into an alley.
Elliott's bags of ice cream and drinks hit the ground, spilling everywhere.
"Let me go, dude. I don't even know you!" Elliott kept pleading, but the guy wasn't listening.
After a long walk and a turn in the alley, the guy shoved Elliott in front of Seb.
Leon let go, and Elliott slammed into the wall. Seeing Seb's stern face, Elliott felt a wave of fear wash over him!
Seb's stare was so cold and sharp that even though it was summer, Elliott felt like he was dunked in a icy lake.
Seb looked Elliott up and down, took a step forward, and said, "You must be Elliott?"
"Who the hell are you? Why'd you drag me here? This is a lawful society, man. You can't just do whatever you want; it's illegal, you know?" Elliott said, trying to sound brave.
Elliott's words pissed Seb off even more. He stepped forward, grabbed Elliott by the neck, and slammed him against the wall!
"If you know this is a lawful society, why do you keep doing those nasty stuffs?" Seb growled through gritted teeth.
Seb had been holding back for days. Thinking about how Elliott harassed Susan made him want to tear Elliott apart.
"I've always followed the law. I haven't done anything nasty. You got the wrong guy. I don't even know you!" Elliott pleaded.
Seb couldn't hold back anymore. He punched Elliott in the face, making him scream but too scared to talk back. His legs turned to jelly.
Still not satisfied, Seb punched Elliott several more times, each punch with almost all his strength. Elliott's mouth and nose quickly got covered in bright red blood. Finally, he collapsed to the ground, begging for mercy. "Please, spare me. What did I do wrong? Just tell me, and I won't do it again."
Leon, standing nearby, frowned with concern, worried that Seb might lose control and seriously injure Elliott, which would cause trouble. Their goal today was just to teach Elliott a lesson.
Seb glared down at Elliott and growled, "Keep your dirty mouth and hands to yourself. Don't touch any woman you see, or next time it won't just be a few punches!"
Elliott, stunned, quickly nodded. "I got it."
Seb took the handkerchief Leon handed him, wiped his hands, and tossed it to the ground before turning to leave.
It took a while before the beaten Elliott dared to lift his head. Seeing the two were gone, he muttered, "Damn it, what a crappy day."
Elliott covered his mouth, feeling the sharp pain. The metallic taste in his mouth told him it was blood.
He spat a hard object into his palm.
Seeing what it was, Elliott's face fell. "My tooth fell out!"
The blood-streaked tooth in his hand was a harsh reality check. He touched his bruised face and wailed, "What did I do to deserve this? Those two jerks won't die a good death."
Saying this, Elliott quickly covered his mouth, afraid they might come back for round two.
After a long while, when no one else showed up in the alley, Elliott finally breathed a sigh of relief.
His eyes fell on a white handkerchief on the ground. He picked it up and saw the brand logo, frowning.
The handkerchief looked ordinary, but it was from an international luxury brand, probably costing hundreds of dollars. Not something a regular guy would use.
Thinking about the two men, their attire was definitely not average. Elliott couldn't remember when he had pissed off such people!
Suddenly, Elliott remembered what Seb had said.
To be honest, Elliott had tried to hit on many women at the company over the years, but he hadn't had much luck. Recently, he had only been pestering Susan.
Thinking of Susan, Elliott's eyes narrowed. Could those two have come to retaliate because of Susan?
Susan was pretty, but her lifestyle was pretty low-key. He hadn't seen her hanging out with anyone particularly rich or powerful.
Finally, Elliott stood up, dusted off his clothes, touched his face, and limped out of the alley.
After discussing the budget with Susan, Ethan said, "Susan, I didn't expect you to have such a history with Sophia and Amelia."
Hearing this, Susan frowned. It wasn't exactly a secret; those who knew her well were aware of her grudges with Sophia and Amelia.
"Sorry for this joke," Susan said with a faint smile.
"The real joke is on me, isn't it? I must have been out of my mind to get involved with Amelia, such a big troublemaker," Ethan said, looking extremely regretful.
Although Ethan was also wealthy, he was quite cultured, so Susan felt a bit sorry for him.
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