Upon hearing it, Mr. Lewis burst into laughter.
"How dare you still brag right now!"
"Pak!" He slapped Elsie across her face.
He believed that Elsie said so because she disdained him and his identity.
Of course, he couldn't bear it. He believed that he had shown enough respect on a whore, but she was so bold to disdain him.
His slap across Elsie's face was different from Jane, who was just a woman. Her slap only brought pain to Elsie's cheek.
However, Mr. Lewis's slap made Elsie hear the buzz and feel dizzy.
Even Mr. Lewis didn't slap her again, Elsie still felt the lingering pain.
Suddenly, she looked over Jane and Mr. Lewis in hatred.
"If you have balls, you can go ahead. Let me tell you. Whatever I'll experience here, I'll pay them back to you tens of thousands of times."
After that, inwardly, Elsie said to Wilson, 'Wilson, if you still don't come to save me, I can do nothing. I must die with those people..."
Upon hearing her threat, Mr. Lewis suddenly tore her dress into pieces in anger.
Elsie's body was exposed. Her heart was full of sadness and fear.
If she became filthy again this time, she wondered whether she could recover or not.
While thinking sadly, she shed tears.
She heard the man's joyful laughter and Jane's complacent laughter, feeling as if she were in Hell.
She couldn't see anyone in front of her clearly but only felt something dirty was approaching her. She yelled sadly, "Wilson! Wilson, hurry up! Help me! Why don't you help me? You said you would protect me! Why can't you..."
She kept yelling sadly. Wilson, who was busy looking for Elsie, suddenly stood in front of a place. Then he turned around and kicked a door open violently.
With a glimpse, he saw Elsie, who was pressed on the ground while suffering. Then he saw the bald man and other men who were approaching her.
Wilson went nuts. The waves of anger in his heart almost burn him out.
He had always been ruthless and rational on the battlefield. He knew how to end a person's life with one move without giving the other party any chance to resist.
However, he was out of his mind. He couldn't care what kind of move he could take to hit the other party. He just slapped the man onto the floor and kept throwing his fist on that man.
Screams filled in the room. Several men rushed to Wilson.
However, Wilson seemed to be not himself at all. Whenever a man rushed over, he directly threw the man onto the ground and kept throwing his fist on him.
After a while, seven or eight men were lying on the floor.
They begged for mercy in pain, puking blood. Wilson still hadn't stopped.
He kept hitting them until they were almost dying. Then he felt a soft body that was holding him.
"Wilson, please hug me. You've come to save me finally. I was so scared..."
Suddenly, it seemed that his reason returned. Wilson's eyes had focused again. He looked back and saw the woman weeping while hugging him. He took off his suit jacket and put it on her shoulders immediately.
"I'm sorry, Elsie. I'm late."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wilson hugged Elsie in his arms tightly.
How could he lose Elsie? He knew this was a dangerous place, but he didn't take her hand correctly. He even let her get lost because of his own reason. He kept blaming himself.
"They all bullied me. I won't let them go!" Elsie said while weeping.
Wilson patted her on her back gently.
"Don't be afraid. I've hit them. Later, I'll send my men to teach them a lesson. In the future, no one will harm you again."
"But you didn't come to me for such a long time. Why didn't you? Why did you take my hand? Do you know how scared I am? Why didn't you hold my hand?"
Elsie cried in a grievance. Wilson suddenly released her, bent down his head, and pecked on her forehead.
"It's my bad. I'll never stop holding your hand in the future."
Upon hearing his promise, Elsie hugged Wilson and burst into tears in a grievance.
She cried more and more loudly. Wilson was at a loss, wondering what he should do.
"It's my bad. I'm sorry..." he kept apologizing.
However, he could feel that Elsie cried for a long time in his arms. She didn't stop crying gradually until several minutes later.
All the fears had been fading away gradually. Holding Wilson's hand, Elsie looked over at the dying men on the floor.
She looked at the bald man known as Mr. Lewis.
"I want to avenge myself. If not, what happened today will be a knot in my heart. Wilson, let me go over."
Wilson was a bit worried about her but still, let her walk out of his embrace.
Elsie walked to Mr. Lewis step by step.
"As I said earlier, if you dare to lay a finger on me, I'll make you repay. You like raping women so much. I'll let you unable to touch any innocent woman in your life!"
As she finished speaking, Elsie suddenly stomped on the man's private part.
Mr. Lewis, who was almost dying, let out a cry in pain. He fainted with a pale face.
She stopped on the weakness of a man. If he wouldn't be sent to the hospital, he couldn't recover all his life.
Elsie looked at the man in hatred and then walked to Wilson.
"Are you afraid of me now? But I do wish to avenge myself. I don't want to let go of them at all. Will you stop liking me for this? Do you think I'm vicious?"
Wilson held Elsie in his arms.
"Stop talking nonsense. If you hadn't done so, I'd find someone to do it to him the same way. Such a man doesn't deserve to live in this world."
"There's a kind of place for ruining a man, isn't there? Don't cure him. Send him to that kind of place and let other men rape him. He only deserves to live in Hell!" said Elsie in hatred.
"All right. All up to you. Don't worry. I'll do it for you."
Upon hearing Wilson's answer, Elsie forced a smile.
She reached out her hand.
"You said you would always hold my hand. Shouldn't you hold it now?"
She looked at Wilson expectantly. Wilson suddenly smiled, took her hand, and walked out of the door with her.
Soon, a few men came over and took those men away directly.
Since Elsie insisted on teaching those men a lesson, Wilson ordered his men to take them to the living Hell they belonged to.
After watching them be taken away, Elsie said, "Wilson, it's a woman named Jane who suggested this man take me over. When you came in, she seemed to escape. I need her to get her karma as well. I don't want her to lead a good life. I'm not a kind person. She has bullied me, and I must bully her in return. Please help me..."
Wilson laughed out when listening to her.
"Silly girl, I've already asked my men to look for this woman. I was a bit dizzy when I came in, so I didn't notice she had run away. Rest assured. You can do whatever you want to her."
Shortly after, Elsie left this dirty and chaotic bar with Wilson together.
She didn't follow Wilson back to the house where they were staying. Instead, she went to the villa of Georgia and Robert.
"Georgia, could I sleep with you tonight?" Elsie asked Georgia as soon as seeing her.
Georgia sensed that Elsie was a bit frightened, and something seemed to be wrong. She nodded and then looked at Wilson, who was staring at Elsie worriedly. They were hand in hand since they entered the villa. It seemed that something had happened.
Georgia had wanted to ask them how their negotiation with Prince Tate of Svero went. However, at this moment, she kept silent wisely. Georgia told Robert to sleep in their master bedroom alone and then shared the bed in her guestroom with Elsie.
Wilson stayed in the guestroom next to theirs.
While Elsie took a shower, Georgia found some wounds on her, so she asked, "Has anything happened earlier? I sensed that you and Wilson were quite calm and intimate. Did someone bully you?"
Elsie hugged Georgia and cried. After weeping for a long while, she told Georgia what had happened that night.
In anger, Georgia asked, "Have you dealt with those men?"
"Yes. Wilson has. I won't let go of them. A woman named Jane has escaped. Wilson is looking for her now. I won't let go of this woman at all!"
Georgia had a lingering fear.
"It's my bad. I shouldn't have let you and Wilson go to such a kind of place. You were almost in danger."
Elsie shook her head, though.
"It was quite dangerous indeed, but Georgia, I seemed to have confirmed something. I can tell Wilson also cared about me very much. Although he's never confessed his love to me, when I asked him to take my hand forever, he promised me. I wanted to be with him for the rest of my life.
"However, I had such a filthy life in the past. I was so scared. I'm a bit hesitant. I hope he can protect me all my life, but I don't think I deserve him. I guess I just don't have any courage to face my past."