Chapter 81 Help, Sebastian! Help!
Her snow-white skin was exposed to the air, and under the bright lights, it shone like white jade, delicate and smooth.
"Your skincare routine seems impressive," Bob chuckled, "I wonder how you taste. Let me have a good taste!"
Isabella became afraid. She hadn't expected this person to be so audacious and lawless.
She struggled desperately, trying to dodge, but Bob kept getting closer. His hand reached out and touched her shoulder.
She immediately pushed him away and covered herself.
"If I don't have you today, I won't be able to survive in New York anymore!" Bob said, "Come, follow me!"
After saying that, he forcefully dragged Isabella towards the elevator.
It seemed like he intended to take Isabella away because the guestrooms were downstairs!!
"Let go, I've called for someone!" Isabella screamed, watching as she got closer and closer to the elevator, "Let go!"
Impatiently, Bob said, "Stop pretending. You won't be short of money later, and I'll give you a satisfactory amount."
Isabella panicked. In her flurry, she turned her head towards the direction of the corridor's game room and shouted loudly, "Help! Help, Sebastian! Help! Sebastian!"
She didn't know if he could hear, but Isabella used her loudest voice.
Bob laughed, "Keep shouting. Later, you'll have to shout even louder to feel satisfied!"
One of his feet had already stepped into the elevator, and his friends were watching, seemingly enjoying the spectacle, with no intention of helping Isabella.
Someone did say, "Hey, who was she shouting for just now? That name...sounds somewhat familiar."
"Who could she be shouting for? Maybe it's her old lover."
The people in the elevator burst into laughter.
"Sebastian, Sebastian! Help!"
Isabella clung to the wall, not letting Bob take her inside.
Once she entered the elevator...it would be over! This was her ultimate bottom line!
She used all her strength to grab onto the wall. For a moment, Bob couldn't do anything to her, but he couldn't swallow his pride and call for help either.
Otherwise, as a grown man, if he couldn't overpower a woman, it would become a subject for ridicule among his friends.
Therefore, Bob became a little ashamed and angry. He raised his hand and slapped Isabella, saying, "What are you screaming for? Save it for later! Let me tell you, if you don't come with me today, I wouldn't mind taking you right here!"
Isabella's face turned to the side from the slap, and her hand suddenly loosened.
Bob forcefully pulled her, causing her to stumble forward and fall to the ground, all the while screaming, "Help, help...is there anyone? Is there anyone! Help! Sebastian!"
She screamed the last name with all her heart.
In the game room, Sebastian was absent-minded, absentmindedly flipping over mahjong tiles, his thoughts elsewhere.
As Isabella walked away...
His heart seemed to have been taken away as well.
Clearly... it was him who sent her away.
He was playing a card when he suddenly heard a commotion outside. He furrowed his brows, but didn't pay too much attention.
Until, he faintly heard a woman's cry for help, along with his own name.
Sebastian abruptly stood up, slowly clenching his fist.
This feeling, it felt familiar.
When that heart-wrenching cry of "Sebastian" reached his ears, his heart almost stopped beating, and he immediately rushed out.
The others at the poker table also heard the shout, exchanged glances, and followed to see what was happening.
Isabella had lost all hope because of that fall, and she no longer had the strength to resist Bob's dragging. She could only let him do as he pleased!
One of her legs had already been dragged into the elevator.
As she watched her whole body enter the elevator, Bob sneered and pressed the close button.
The elevator doors slowly closed.
The gap became smaller and smaller, gradually closing... Isabella crouched on the ground, her hair disheveled, helpless and miserable.
But, just at that moment, a leather shoe forcefully stepped on the middle of the elevator door.
The elevator door sensed it and slowly opened again.
Sebastian's hand quickly reached in, pushing the elevator doors open. When he saw Isabella on the ground, a glimpse of overwhelming murderous intent flashed in his eyes!
He stood at the entrance of the elevator, stepped on the elevator door, and bent down to lift Isabella in his arms.
Isabella grasped his sleeves tightly, and before she could say anything, tears streamed down her face.
Seeing her tears, crying in his embrace, Sebastian's anger intensified.
But he only gently patted her back. "It's okay, it's okay."
Isabella could only cry, unable to utter a word.
It was really too dangerous. If, if Sebastian had come just a few seconds later, what would have happened?
Bob brought her to the room, casually mistreated her. Sebastian realized she hadn't returned, went to find her, checked the surveillance... so, by the time he found her, it would have been too late.
“I’m here, don’t cry,” Sebastian comforted her in a low voice, “I’m here.”
She sobbed in response, "Thank goodness... thank goodness you came. If you were a step later..."
Isabella’s eyes turned red from crying.
She truly couldn't imagine, the despair and helplessness she felt as she watched the elevator slowly close, how to put it into words.
Sebastian planned to lift her up, but as he moved slightly, he noticed that Isabella's clothes were torn, exposing her shoulder and collarbone, even the faint outline of her bra.
His eyes instantly glowed crimson.
Sebastian quickly took off his suit jacket, wrapping her up in it, and held her in his arms.
His gaze swept over the people in the elevator, and he asked, “Who did this?”
Only two words, yet they carried enough oppressive force.
The people inside the elevator were startled when asked, and their eyes all turned to Bob.
Even though Bob had never seen Sebastian before, he found this man tall, handsome, and extraordinary. However, even if the person in question held some influence, Bob didn't dare let that affect him.
So, he asked, "Who are you? What right do you have to meddle in my business?"
"It doesn't matter who I am," Sebastian replied. "Did you tear her clothes?"
"Yes, I did. So what? Who are you to her? Boyfriend, lackey, or just a backup option?"
"I am her husband."
"Oh," Bob chuckled. "So, this girl got married, huh?"
"Where are you taking her by dragging her into the elevator?"
"Naturally, to have some fun," Bob answered. "Your wife is quite something. Beautiful, with a special aura, and a great figure. She has everything a woman should have—pure yet with a touch of maturity... Ah!"
Sebastian swiftly delivered a forceful kick. He put all his strength into it, specifically targeting Bob's vulnerable area. It probably left Bob incapacitated.
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