Chapter 131 Do You Want to Die?
Clara let out a wicked laugh. "What do I want? Scared, Elizabeth? Guess what, in the next minute, I might just hand you over to a bunch of guys and let them have their fun with you first."
She then turned to the four big, tough-looking guys in black inside the car and said casually, "You guys have been with my grandpa forever. He's super strict, so I bet you guys probably don't have much chance to mess around with women, huh? How about I give you a little gift?"
The four bodyguards stayed silent. They were smart and well-trained; otherwise, they wouldn't be Declan's personal guards. They weren't top-tier, but after twenty years with Declan, they knew a lot.
Elizabeth, who had just been dragged into the car, had come from Alexander's fancy place. Even if Alexander said a hundred times he wanted to tear her apart, that was his business.
Alexander could mess with Elizabeth, but if anyone else tried, they were asking for trouble.
The bodyguards got it, but Clara didn't. And they couldn't stand her—rude, vulgar, super fake, and no sense of boundaries.
But no matter how dumb Clara was, the bodyguards didn't dare to confront her, so they just stayed quiet.
Elizabeth, who had been freaking out, calmed down after a couple of minutes. Surrounded by these tough guys, she wasn't scared anymore. She looked at Clara calmly and sneered, "Clara, I was taken by Alexander to pay off his debts. He wants to torture me to death, and I owe him a ton of money. He plans to use my body to get his money back. If your guys ruin me, Alexander won't make any money and will take it out on you. You can't blame anyone else. I don't care. I'm going to use this body to entertain men anyway. Aren't you going to have fun? Go ahead!"
Elizabeth decided to risk it all, hoping to survive by facing death head-on.
Clara fell silent, understanding that Elizabeth, whom Alexander had captured, was off-limits. But she had already bragged to her friends, and they all knew Alexander had taken Elizabeth to get back at Clara and that once he had his revenge, he would still marry Clara.
As Alexander's fiancée, Clara could deal with Elizabeth however she wanted.
She sneered, "Elizabeth, don't be scared. Even if I let these bodyguards have their way with you, they wouldn't want to because they think you're dirty. I brought you out to introduce you to some of my good friends. After all, in the Guise family, you're technically my sister, right? It's only natural for me to introduce my long-lost sister to my friends. I'm doing this for your own good. Since you owe my fiancé money, maybe my friends can introduce you to some clients in the future."
Elizabeth knew that today, in front of Clara and her rich friends, she was going to be humiliated. Even if Clara, who was Alexander's fiancée and a member of the Jones family, tortured her to death, Alexander probably wouldn't lift a finger to help her, right?
But Elizabeth could take it.
As long as they didn't kill her and she could stay alive, that was enough.
Thinking of this, Elizabeth calmly said, "Fine, let's go."
"Drive!" Clara ordered.
The car started, and about an hour later, it stopped outside a fancy bar. Elizabeth followed Clara inside, and as soon as they pushed open the private room door, they were greeted by laughter and chatter.
"Lisa, those high heels look like they were shipped from abroad. Aren't they one of a kind?"
"Of course, they're custom-made, priced at $388,888."
"That's your favorite lucky number, Lisa."
"Yep. But your dress is nice too, seems like a limited edition. Must've cost a pretty penny, right?"
"Not much, just over ten grand. The price of your shoes could buy me two outfits."
"Let's not flatter each other. No matter how expensive our clothes are, they can't compare to Clara's bracelet. I heard it costs over tens of millions. A gift from her grandpa."
"And her fashion, I heard it's all air-shipped from abroad, specially arranged by her fiancé, Alexander."
"Nowadays, the top socialite in Sunwillow City is Clara. Clara's got it all."
"Stop talking, Ms. Guise is here."
"Ms. Guise, welcome. We've been waiting for you. Come in."
"Ms. Guise, isn't that the prisoner from six years ago with you?"
Clara smiled smugly. "Yes, Elizabeth was originally the Guise family's adopted daughter. Later, when she was in college, she went astray and got arrested, offending Alexander again later. Now that he has captured her, she's essentially still a prisoner, belonging to me and my fiancé."
"Ms. Guise, only you could do this. Anyone else wouldn't dare take her out from Mr. Windsor's side to have fun."
"Miss Guise is Mr. Windsor's fiancée."
"Miss Guise, how do you want to play today? We'll follow your lead!"
The group of socialites in the private room all flattered Clara, following her orders.
Clara looked even more pleased, saying, "How do you want to play?"
"I heard that six years ago, Elizabeth caused trouble for many wealthy heirs. It seems Mr. Tudor was also heavily affected by her. Back then, he had a good way to deal with her, but it wasn't carried out. Should we find some homeless men for her?"
"That's a good idea!"
Money made things easy. As long as these wealthy ladies were willing to pay, it didn't take half an hour to find some mentally unstable homeless men from the streets.
"Elizabeth, take off your clothes!" Clara ordered.
Elizabeth stood still.
"Are you resisting me?" Clara shouted, grabbing Elizabeth's hair and was about to force her to take off her clothes when the private room door was suddenly kicked open.
"Do you want to die?" the intruder shouted.
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