CHAPTER 87: CHAPTER 87: YOU MUST APOLOGIZE

"No, you must apologize."

Nathaniel Quinn held Eleanor Hollis in his arms, his face full of arrogance.

Scarface initially managed to endure it, after all, the money he got this time was sizable. But seeing Nathaniel Quinn like this now, he instantly flared up.

"Say that again, you son of a bitch?!"

Anyway, the money was already in hand, if this person wanted to get himself killed, they wouldn’t mind helping him along.

Nathaniel Quinn obviously hadn’t expected the gang members to be this brazen and was somewhat stunned, seeing Scarface’s ferocious look, he was actually feeling anxious inside.

But this was a good chance to show off in front of Eleanor Hollis, he couldn’t miss it.

"You hurt someone, shouldn’t you apologize?"

Eleanor Hollis lowered her head, her eyes full of sarcasm. She previously thought Nathaniel Quinn was morally lacking, now she realized this man was incredibly self-centered and stubborn.

Scarface put away the check, signaled to a few of his brothers, and they surrounded Nathaniel Quinn.

"Don’t think just because you have some stinky money you’re the boss, the one thing I hate most is scum like you who were born lucky and look down on others!!"

Seeing that everyone was about to make a move, Grace Lynch quickly stepped forward.

"You’ve got the money already, you’d better leave quickly. We called the police before coming here, if you delay any longer, the police will be here."

Scarface clearly hadn’t expected them to have called the police, his face turned dark as he glanced at Nathaniel Quinn, then kicked toward his chest.

"Ha! Playing hero, are we?"

Grace Lynch, already wisely turning her body, ensured she wouldn’t be accidentally hurt when Scarface kicked.

She didn’t have the heart to share hardship with Nathaniel Quinn.

Nathaniel Quinn was kicked directly and fell to the ground, spitting out blood harshly.

"Scarface, I think these two women are not bad, since we already have the money, let’s take them with us and make another score later."

The man who had just had designs on Eleanor Hollis spoke, his eyes now roaming over Grace Lynch’s body, obviously, this woman was extraordinary too.

Scarface was tempted when he heard that.

Everyone thought Nathaniel Quinn was incredibly foolish, knowing what kind of people they were, yet still bringing a woman here this time, giving them a free advantage!

Grace Lynch’s face startled, she slowly retreated two steps, she regretted coming here with Nathaniel Quinn.

This man was likely to get her killed this time!

"Still thinking of running? Hmph, once you’re in our place, where else can you run?"

Grace Lynch was immediately grabbed by a man, her face slightly pale.

"Let go of me?!"

Scarface smiled wickedly, caressing her cheek, "Not bad looking, just poor taste, following a man who likes to pretend like a big shot. Alright, let’s hurry up and take them away!"

The other men listened, knowing they could enjoy themselves tonight, didn’t object, and quickly planned to get in the car.

"What you want is Eleanor Hollis, just go for her, why grab me?!"

Grace Lynch spoke her mind, originally just wanting to see Eleanor Hollis suffer, unexpectedly getting herself caught up too.

In Eleanor Hollis’ eyes flashed a hint of sarcasm, Nathaniel Quinn and Grace Lynch were truly foolish beyond measure this time.

Both acted too hastily, now dreaming of walking away unscathed, it’s simply a delusion.

"You bitch, still babbling at this time?! Not only do we want Eleanor Hollis, we fancy you too. Treat us well tonight, you won’t be short of rewards!"

Grace Lynch looked panicked, her gaze turning to Nathaniel Quinn.

"Nathaniel! Nathaniel, hurry, save me!"

Nathaniel Quinn’s rib was directly broken by that kick, he couldn’t even stand, how could he save Grace Lynch?

He painfully held his chest, the corner of his mouth still stained with blood.

"That coward, I finished him with a kick, how’s he gonna save you, pretty lady? Tonight, you’re ours."

Grace Lynch was indeed more striking than Eleanor Hollis in appearance.

Eleanor Hollis wasn’t the kind of stunning beauty at first glance, her allure unfolded as one looked longer.

But Grace Lynch was different, at first sight, one would be attracted to her beauty, so several men were already standing by her side, beginning to make moves.

Eleanor Hollis said nothing, she feared opening her mouth would draw the men’s attention; being obedient was wiser now.

Grace Lynch was anxiously desperate; she didn’t want anything with these men!

"Actually, I’m not as pretty as Eleanor Hollis, I’ve been tainted, Eleanor Hollis is the pure one, don’t you men love purity?"

To rid herself of these men, she even began to tarnish herself.

Eleanor Hollis heard her words, a profound mockery colored her eyes, truly her ’good’ sister.

The men indeed paused for a moment, but upon seeing Grace Lynch’s face, their wavering hearts cooled down again.

"I fancy your face, as for other things, we must find out through experience!"

Quickly, Eleanor Hollis and Grace Lynch were loaded into the car, but not the same vehicle.

Grace Lynch was taken alone to another car, seeing the men eager, she knew what would happen in the car soon.

Eleanor Hollis felt no sympathy for the woman, quietly nestling in the car, saying nothing.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Gunshots rang out from afar, startling several men, making them forget about molesting Grace Lynch, quickly grabbing their weapons, seeking a hiding place.

Was it the police? Why did they arrive so quickly?

Fear filled their eyes; if caught by the police, they would be finished.

They all bore murder charges, already fugitives, absolutely couldn’t confront the police.

Soon, several cars surrounded the vehicles Eleanor Hollis and Grace Lynch were in, but inside they were already devoid of men, they’d fled into the factory, finding good shooting positions.

However, before firing any bullet, they felt pain in their wrists, clutching their hands, starting to scream.

The opposing side actually had a sniper, positioned perfectly as a sniper.

No matter where they hid, they become prey!

"Damn it! How could there be a sniper?!"

Scarface was infuriated, quietly felt his way to Nathaniel Quinn’s position.

Nathaniel Quinn was still lying on the ground, his face pale, his forehead dotted with cold sweat.

"Grab him, negotiate with them. I think this man has some influence, hurry, otherwise everyone will be doomed here tonight."

The remaining two or three men immediately grabbed Nathaniel Quinn, shielding themselves with him.

Nathaniel Quinn now began to fear, he didn’t want to die.