Chapter 676:

Elyse no longer saw herself as the naive girl she once was. With Keith as her boyfriend, Elena was in trouble — payback was coming, and it wouldn’t be pretty.

“Miss, we’ve arrived.” The taxi driver’s voice cut through her thoughts, pulling her back to the present.

With determined strides, Elyse stepped out of the taxi and made her way into the club.

Bright sunlight blazed outside, yet the interior remained cloaked in dimness.

Elyse navigated the dimly lit hallways with practiced ease, her steps confident and unwavering as she made her way to the third floor. She pushed open the door to one of the private rooms without hesitation.

Inside, the room buzzed with laughter and clinking glasses. A group of men lounged around, deeply engrossed in their drinks and games.

The sudden swing of the door cut through the noise, casting an abrupt hush over the room.

Cecil Marquez, Keith’s notorious sidekick, broke the silence with a sharp whistle. “Hey, Elyse, checking up on Keith? Don’t worry, he’s not seeing anyone else. We’re all just chilling here.”

Elyse’s eyes scanned the room, finally settling on Keith, who occupied the center of a plush sofa.

Keith sat with an air of casual authority, his legs crossed and a cigarette dangling lazily from his fingers. Upon noticing her, his gaze lifted slightly, his expression twisting into a fleeting scowl—a clear sign of annoyance. Every time he saw Elyse, memories of Elena would surface, followed by the unpleasant recall of his father’s wrathful punishment.

Keith’s voice was icy as he addressed her, “Did you get things done?”

Elyse responded with a silent, heart-wrenching shake of her head. Her lips trembled, and before she could muster the words, tears streaked down her cheeks. “I’m sorry…” she murmured, her voice choked with emotion.

Cecil’s mood flipped in a heartbeat, his cheerfulness replaced by unease. “What’s going on, Elyse? Who the hell messed with you?”

At that moment, someone flicked on the lights, flooding the room with sudden brightness.

Keith’s gaze sharpened as he noticed the stark red imprint on Elyse’s cheek. His brow furrowed deeply, his voice laced with concern and a touch of anger. “Didn’t I tell you to apologize to Elena? Did she do this to you?”

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Only then did Elyse, overwhelmed by emotion, collapse into Keith’s arms, her tears flowing freely. “Keith, I’m so sorry. I truly didn’t expect Elena to completely disregard you. The moment she realized I was apologizing on your behalf, she struck me. And she even dared to say…”

Her voice faltered, eyes shimmering with unshed tears as she trembled. The sight of her vulnerability tugged at the heartstrings. She nervously bit her soft, pink lip, her gaze flickering with hesitation, as if struggling to relay the harsh words.

Seeing her distress, Keith’s frown deepened, his tone insistent yet gentle. “What did she say, Elyse? Tell me.”

Elyse gathered her courage, her words coming out in a troubled whisper. “Elena demanded that you kneel and beg for her forgiveness.”

“That fucking bitch!” Keith snapped, his rage bursting uncontrollably.

With a swift, furious kick, he sent the table teetering, causing an array of open beers to spill, drenching the surface. His expression turned stormy, eyes blazing with indignation. “She wants me to kneel? She’d better brace herself!”

At that moment, Cecil leaned closer, a cunning glimmer in his eye. “Keith, dealing with her is a piece of cake. I’ve got something in mind…”

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