Chapter 115

Gabriel stepped out, expression flat as water. "Oh? Sure, people say don't ditch your wife no matter what, but the Masons didn't exactly beg for help, so why should I lend a hand? Their old lady's just bedridden, right? They can afford to take care of her." Laurence raised an eyebrow slightly. If Elizabeth was even thinking of saving someone, she must've had her own reasons. As for him getting involved? No way. Just after dusk, noise started coming from outside the guesthouse—it sounded like a full-on siege. Elizabeth tensed up. That sounded like a lot of footsteps. "Smash it all!" And boom—guys in black suits stormed in, grabbing anything they could and trashing it. Swoosh— Elizabeth flashed down the stairs, a dagger in hand. "Let's see who has the guts to keep going!" Her voice rang out. The black suits glanced at her, not impressed in the slightest. "Oooh, a beauty. Don't worry, sweetheart, we wouldn't hurt someone like you," the leader said, eyes gleaming, and reached out toward he