Chapter 53: Camilla saved Melissa from an assault

Chapter 53: Camilla saved Melissa from an assault Melissa?! Camilla’s eyes are slightly hardened. She was not a saint. Yet at this moment, Melissa had not become her enemy. Also, she arrived here with Sinclair, hence it would be inappropriate for her to just stand by idly. Camilla’s face tightened as she stepped out of the room. Outside the restroom. "Heh," Mr. Caleb, with a slap mark on his face, showed a cold smirk. "Soon you’ll understand what it means to hit me." He tightly gripped Melissa’s arms, dragging her towards his private room. Just in his room, he had taken some drugs to get high, plus his drunken excitement had made him eager to act. "I am Lisa..... Uh huh..." Melissa was just preparing to reveal her identity, when Mr. Caleb covers her mouth. He frequents a wealthy social circle so much that it can only be described as countless. The people he can’t afford to offend, he has already engraved in his heart. This woman is unfamiliar to him, obviously not among them. She, like Lizzy whom he brought, is very likely just a plaything. Moreover, a not particularly favored plaything. Melissa’s beautiful eyes widened, her face full of panic. The top echelon was already sparse, and the bathroom was at the end of the hallway, around a corner, almost no one passed by. If she was really taken into the private room by this man, who knows what would happen. Thinking of this, Melissa’s struggle becomes even fiercer. Big brother! Calvin! Come and save me!! Mr. Caleb on the other hand, restrained Melissa tightly, and chuckled coldly. "I suggest you better save some energy, later you will scream." The strong smell of alcohol hits the nose, Melissa feels nauseous, her eyes full of tears. However, at this moment. A sweet yet cool voice came from the side. "Let her go!" Camilla?! To Melissa’s ears, this voice was like a heavenly melody as she struggled to look towards the direction where the voice came from. "Mmm....mmmm" Noticing someone meddling, Wang Lei turned his head with an annoyed expression. "You son of a...." But when his gaze landed on Camilla’s face, the words in his mouth came to an abrupt halt, and his eyes sparked with fascinated awe. This woman, she’s even more interesting than the one he’s holding! However, why does she look somewhat familiar? It seemed like he had seen her somewhere. "What’s up? Are you going to serve me instead of her? Or do you want to do it together?" After confirming that he indeed did not know the beauty before his eyes, Mr. Caleb discarded all other thoughts in his head and revealed a sleazy grin. "I promise, I’ll make you two feel so good that you’ll be lost for words." However, Camilla did not say anything. Instead, she swiftly reached out to the hand which Mr. Caleb was used to restrain Melissa. Sssh! The sudden pang prompted Mr. Caleb instinctively let go of his grip, emitting a cry of pain. Taking advantage of the situation, Camilla exerted a forceful tug, quickly pulling Melissa behind her. Observing the figure standing in front of her, an array of feelings stirred within Melissa. Staring coldly at Mr. Caleb before her, Camilla expressed, "Move aside." "You little wench..." Mr. Caleb observed the bead of blood speculating on his hand, his countenance filled with rage as he glared at the two women before him. "One or both, daring to lay hands on me, you wishing for death? I’ll teach you a lesson!" His threats interjected with his movement, raising his hand to slap Camilla’s face. "Sister-in-law!" Melissa let out a nervous exclamation. If Camilla got hit because of her,Sinclair would certainly blame her. Little did they know, Camilla remained unflustered. Because as soon as Mr. Caleb made his move, she had already swiftly raised her foot. The sharp stiletto heel suddenly kicks towards a certain spot. In an instant, all hell breaks loose. "Ah!!" Mr. Caleb’s harsh words instantly turn into a miserable wail. He falls to the ground, covering the painful spot and rolling, his face ferociously distorted. Melissa, startled by Camilla’s action, stands gaping. This, is too cool!! "Let’s go," Camilla looks disdainfully at Mr. Caleb, about to leave with Melissa in tow. Just then, the sound of footsteps is getting closer. "Boss Caleb--" "Boss Caleb, are you alright?!" Several figures akin to bodyguards quickly approached Mr. Caleb with anxious looks on their faces. "Catch...hiss!" Mr. Caleb, gritted his teeth against the intense pain, and, trembling, pointed at Camilla and Melissa, a ruthless and poisonous look in his eyes. "Catch these two women and take them back to the box, don’t let them escape!!" He absolutely will not let these two women go. Absolutely! "Yes!" The bodyguards exchanged a look, then quickly and fiercely approached Camilla and Melissa. This wasn’t their first time doing such a thing. Sister-in-law, Melissa held Camilla’s hand tightly, with clear panic in her eyes. "What should we do?" Although she was a woman as well, under such circumstances, she subconsciously relied on Camilla. "It’s alright," With a gaze as chilling as an icy river, Camilla leaned against the wall, clutching Melissa. "We’ve been out here for a while. Sinclair and the others will notice us missing soon." Her fingertips had subtly clutched onto a needle. This needle, a creation of her grandfather for her protection, was extremely dainty. It had long become a habit for her to carry it around. "Yes, yes." Melissa nodded, tightening her grip on Camilla’s hand. "You’ve crossed the Boss Caleb, it’s better if you voluntarily come with us." One of the bodyguards spoke as he approached Camilla and Melissa. "That’s right, serve Boss Caleb well so that you can redeem your mistakes." "Serve?" Camilla’s stunning eyes narrowed. "I’m afraid he wouldn’t be able to handle it." "What are we wasting time talking for? Get them for me immediately," the man commanded. Mr. Caleb clutched his injury, he was furious beyond belief. "I’ll make sure these two brats suffer worse than death...Smack!!" The harsh sentence was abruptly cut off as an ornamental vase was savagely smashed into the back of his head. Immediately, blood flowed freely. "Ah....." Mr. Caleb let out a tormented howl, his vision filled with blood. "Who? Who the hell dares attack me?!" All eyes were drawn to the direction from where the vase came. They saw a handsome man walking towards them, his narrow ink-black eyes filled with a cold murderous intent. Under that extremely oppressive gaze, a few bodyguards felt an inexplicable sense of heaviness and involuntarily took a half-step back. Sweetheart. Camilla sighed inwardly in relief. "Brother Sinclair--" Melissa’s face was filled with excitement as she looked at Sinclair with the eyes of a desperate savior. Despite being afraid of Brother Sinclair. But under these circumstances, the appearance of Brother Sinclair made her feel extremely safe!! "Why are you just standing there like zombies?" Mr. Caleb’s eyes were obscured by blood, leaving him unable to see the newcomer. All he could do was growl furiously. "Catch that little brat for me!!" What a miserable day for him. All he wanted was to have a flirtatious moment with a lady, but instead, he ended up being beaten black and blue. What bad luck!! The bodyguards glanced at each other, swallowing their saliva uneasily. They didn’t dare to step forward. "If you don’t move, all of you can pack up and leave!" With those words, the bodyguards had no choice but to charge towards Sinclair. Sinclair remained calm, his every punch landing with a thud. Within two minutes, the only people remaining standing were him, Camilla, and Melissa. By the time Kelvin arrived with his men, this was the scene he was met with. He guessed what had happened in an instant, his face turning pale from fear. It’s over! If such an incident happened at WDC he would surely take the blame! Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead nonchalantly Kelvin slowly approached Sinclair, careful to choose his words as he began to speak. "Boss" "I’m sorry." Kelvin bent his waist to ninety degrees. "It’s all due to my poor supervision." Sinclair didn’t even spare Kelvin a glance, striding straight towards Camilla. His large hand, defined by its clear joints, gently touched her hair, his voice low and husky, his previously dusky eyes softened significantly. "Camilla, did you get scared?" "No," Camilla shook her head, a soft smile on her face. "I knew you would come." After being reborn, these situations couldn’t scare her anymore. "Brother Sinclair, I was scared," Melissa remained clinging closely to Camilla’s arm, her face showing residue fear as he interjected. "This evil man injured my arm, if it wasn’t for my sister-in-law, I don’t know what would’ve happened, you need to vent my anger for me!!" Sinclair cast Melissa a faint glance, and drew Camilla into his arms. Melissa, however, was still tightly holding Camilla’s hand, forgetting to let go. Caught in the middle, Camilla was rather embarrassed and didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Sinclair knitted his brows, his gaze filled with icy intent as he looked at Melissa who was holding onto Camilla’s hand. His lips slightly parted. "Let’s go." His deep voice, starkly different from when he’d been facing Camilla earlier, was filled with coldness. "Oh, oh.... okay." Melissa felt a chill rise, frightening her into immediately letting go of Camilla’s hand. Booohoo! Was she not pitiful enough? Did they really need to scare her like this? Where the heck were her brothers? Why weren’t they here yet?! "Kelvin, it’s good that you’re here," Mr. Caleb, having wiped the blood off his face, looked resentfully at Kelvin. "I got beaten up like this at this club, you have to give me an explanation!!!" He was a diamond member at this club spending countless amount of money here every year. Because of this, he had developed a connection with Kelvin. Kelvin had been on his side through previous minor disputes, presenting him with significant respect. It’s needless to mention this time, where he was the one who got beaten up the worst. In Mr. Caleb’s mind, he had already begun calculating methods of punishing those present. "Confess?" Kelvin looked at Mr. Caleb stared at him as if he were a dead man, his tone extremely icy. "You should be preparing your coffin instead." "You, what do you mean?!" Mr. Caleb was taken aback, his brows furrowed as he realized what was meant. "I’ve been beaten up to this state, you..." Kelvin, his brows furrowed, interrupted Mr. Caleb, words. "Shut his mouth for me." He was anxious in his heart, utterly indifferent to Mr. Caleb who was as good as a dead man in his eyes. "Yes," The private bodyguard of the WDC club acted immediately, yanking off Mr. Caleb, tie and stuff it firmly into his mouth. "Umm-umm-umm..." Mr. Caleb’s eyes widened in shock, and the residual drunkenness in his head evaporated considerably. Only then did he react. Wasn’t this man the one who was personally greeted at the door by Mr. Kelvin? Realizing that he might have offended a big shot, Mr. Caleb’s face was covered with cold sweat. His clothes were instantly soaked, and his eyes were filled with panic. "Uh, uh, uh." He apologizes. Isn’t an apology enough?! "Take him to the Luther Family." Sinclair, holding Camilla, walked out. "You, leave the club." Of course, this was said to Kelvin. "Yes." Kelvin’s face turned pale, but there was a glint of relief in his eyes. Resignation was the lightest consequence he could think of. He didn’t dare to ask for anything anymore, and waved his hand for the bodyguards to escort Mr. Caleb and the others out. Melissa followed behind the duo, Sinclair and Camilla, all the way to the door. After hesitating for a few seconds, she finally spoke.