Chapter 33 On-Site Teaching

Chapter 33 On-Site Teaching

"Hacked Eve's phone? I don't have that kind of skill." Samuel shot back irritably.

Actually, he really had wanted to get someone to hack Eve's phone, but found that no matter how much technical expertise he threw at it, nothing worked.

Worried that going too far would alert Eve, he had to settle for second best and hacked Sophie's phone directly instead.

He sent her a message directly under Eve's name.

Sure enough, after receiving the message, Sophie didn't suspect a thing and went straight to the bar.

"Sophie, you say you like me so much. Now that I've agreed, shouldn't you be happy?" Samuel smiled wickedly. "This way, you get me, I get your money. Win-win. Why not?"

Heh heh heh!

Sophie laughed coldly a few times, stood up, and looked at Samuel with contempt. "Samuel, you really make me sick."

She didn't know if her judgment was off back then, to actually fall for trash like this.

Thank god for Eve's existence. Otherwise, if she'd actually ended up with a man like this, only to find out later about all the dirty things he'd done...

She'd vomit herself to death, wouldn't she?

"Sick?"

Samuel burst out laughing. Not only was he not angry, but a twisted, almost pleasurable expression appeared on his face.

As if Sophie's words were complimenting him.

"Pervert, Samuel, you pervert." Sophie took a step back, an uncontrollable wave of nausea rising up.

Leaning against the sofa, she started dry heaving.

"Sophie, after today, you'll find there are even more disgusting things waiting for you."

Taking advantage of Sophie's nausea and her inability to pay attention to him, Samuel rushed forward and locked the private room door from the inside.

He turned back and gave Sophie a disgusting smile.

"Sophie, do you smell something strange?"

Sophie froze, belatedly realizing that there really did seem to be a strange smell in the room.

She'd been too busy being angry earlier and had actually overlooked it.

Now, seeing the increasingly obvious wicked expression on Samuel's face, she seemed to understand.

She stepped back, planning to leave first.

But Samuel's body was now firmly blocking the doorway. If she wanted to get out, she'd have to take him down first.

"Sophie, this is something special I prepared just for you. In two more minutes, the drug will take effect."

Two minutes?

Sophie started calculating whether two minutes was enough time to subdue Samuel.

"After two minutes, even if you're the most virtuous woman, you'll be begging me to do you."

Confident of victory, Samuel wasn't worried at all that Sophie could pull off any tricks.

Squinting his eyes, his lewd gaze kept drifting over Sophie's full chest, unconsciously licking his lips.

"This body, how did I never notice it before?"

Samuel muttered in dissatisfaction, then raised his head to look at Sophie. "But it's not too late to notice now."

"Is that so?" Sophie murmured, and instead of backing away, she walked toward Samuel, even wearing a sweet smile on her face.

Completely unaware that danger had arrived, Samuel wore a smug smile on his face, spreading his arms wide, ready to welcome Sophie throwing herself into his embrace.

Bang!

The sound of fist meeting flesh was especially clear in the private room.

"Dare to set up this queen? Dare to covet this queen? Today I'll make sure you get your fill."

One sentence, one punch.

"You're ugly but dream big, you disgust me, you pervert..."

One sentence, one kick.

By the time Samuel came to his senses, Sophie was already at the door of the private room.

Looking at Samuel sprawled pathetically on the floor, Sophie spat in disgust, and right at the two-minute mark, opened the door.

Just as she was about to step out, she was greeted by three shocked faces.

Worried about Sophie's safety, Eve and the other two had rushed to Midnight bar as fast as they could.

Just as they reached the door of the private room, before they could open it, they heard Sophie's repeated "queen" from inside.

They exchanged glances and unanimously decided to stand at the door without going in.

"You, you guys, when did you get here?"

Sophie felt like crying. Her image, her ladylike demeanor—gone, completely gone.

Ahem ahem ahem!

Eve gave a tactical cough. Even through the door, she could feel Sophie's embarrassment, wishing she could crawl into a crack in the ground.

"Just got here, we didn't hear anything."

"Right, just arrived, definitely didn't hear anything about 'queen' or anything like that." Mason chimed in to help.

"Mason's right." Marcus also agreed.

Sophie...

These three really didn't even know how to lie, did they?

This was the definition of protesting too much, wasn't it?

Fine, if everyone wanted to pretend, she'd pretend too.

Rolling her eyes, she let her body go limp and fell toward Eve.

Eve was speechless. If she couldn't tell Sophie was doing this on purpose, she'd really be letting down her two lifetimes.

"Alright, everyone stop talking."

Supporting Sophie, Eve opened the door to the private room and walked in.

As soon as she entered, her nose twitched and her eyes instantly narrowed.

Samuel, you really have some nerve.

You touched my person and dared to use such dirty tricks?

Did you really think I was made of clay?

"Sophie, watch this."

Sophie was confused and followed Eve's gaze.

She watched as Eve swaggered into the room, glanced at Samuel who had just gotten up.

Then turned and delivered a beautiful side kick, sending him back down to the floor.

Then she stepped directly on Samuel's face and ground her foot down a few times.

Samuel let out a pig-like squeal of pain.

"Eve, you bitch, let me go, or I'll never let you off!"

Eve laughed coldly, lifted her foot, and kicked Samuel hard in his foul mouth.

With a scream, several white teeth flew out along with blood.

"Since you can't talk properly, then don't talk anymore."

Eve spoke lightly, as casually as if she were just commenting on the weather.

"Eve, you... you... are asking for death!"

Missing several teeth, Samuel's words came out garbled and unclear.

"Is that so?"

Eve smiled, looked up at Sophie, and under everyone's surprised gaze, a brilliant smile appeared on her face as she lifted her foot.

In slow motion, it slid down Samuel's face, chest, abdomen, lower abdomen, and... crotch.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound like an egg breaking rang out, mixed with Samuel's heart-wrenching scream.

"Sophie, remember this—for people like this, the ball-crushing kick is the best move."

Sophie nodded repeatedly, her small face full of excitement.

Mason and Marcus exchanged glances and unconsciously clenched their legs together.

These two women were truly terrifying. Better be careful from now on.

"Who's got a death wish messing with my baby!"