Filed to story: Sweetheart Do You Still Love Me
“I’ll kill you!”
She shot him an icy glare. “Why? I don’t remember doing anything to you.”
The man looked at the dying woman coldly. “Because you saw me killing her, so I have to get rid of you, too.”
“Then, tell me. Why did you want to kill her?”
The man spat before hissing, “My boss’ orders. None of your business.”
“Is that so?” Elspeth tightened her grip, and the man cried out in pain.
“Now, can you answer me?”
“My boss told me to kill her. I have no idea why. The only thing I know is that I can get a lot of money if I kill her.”
Doesn’t seem like he’s lying. Elspeth loosened her grip slightly.
Taking that as his cue to run, the man broke free of her grasp, but before he could run far, the woman picked up a rock and tossed it at his ankle. His legs buckled, and he fell.
She went ahead and stepped on his back. “I am not finished with you.”
The man’s face was covered in soil. Knowing that he could no longer escape, he begged for mercy. “Please, let me go. It was just one murder. Yes, I did try to kill you, but I failed, didn’t I? Please, let me go.”
His plea for mercy was ignored. “Once again, who sent you?” She stomped on the man harder.
“Ouch! Please, stop. I-I don’t know. The only thing I know is that this woman is Aldea of the Swift Family. If I kill her, I can get a ton of money.”
Aldea Swift? Elspeth frowned. Why does the name sound familiar? “You’re not lying, are you?”
“Of course. I’m not.” The man forced a smile.
“Good. Then, you may go now.” She stepped on him harder. She wasn’t going to let him go.
The man’s eyes went wide in disbelief. “But you said you’d let me go if I told you everything!”
Elspeth bent over and smirked. “I never said that. You thought I did.” With that, she smacked the man on his head without giving him any chance to speak. Then, the man fainted.
“Did you kill him?” Aldea was in pain, but she was still shocked at what she saw.
“No. Just knocked him out.” Elspeth whipped her phone out and called 911.
After she told the cops about the murder attempt, she heard someone honking in the distance. She stood up and tried to hold Aldea up.
Aldea clutched her stomach, gasping in pain. Elspeth said, “I know you’re in pain, but please hold on. We’ll take you to the hospital soon. Our ride is here, so get in.”
A car stopped in front of them, and a burly man came out. “You must be Miss Lynwood.” He looked at Aldea and frowned. “She’s bleeding a lot. Won’t soil my car, will she?”
“How much does your car cost?”
The man scratched his head. “About 30 thousand dollars.”
“Give me your account number. I’ll pay you 70 grand. Now, take her to the hospital.”
The man was hesitating at first, but after Elspeth made that offer, he agreed to the request. “Right away, miss.” Just then, he noticed the unconscious killer and asked, “What about him, then?”
“Ignore him. The cops will deal with him.” She took Aldea into the back seat and got into the car.
“Ignore him. The cops will deal with him.” She took Aldea into the back seat and got into the car.
The man took them to the hospital, and Aldea was taken to the emergency room. While she was undergoing surgery, Elspeth sent her men to look into Aldea’s background. She needed to know her family’s number so she could call them.
She was already kind enough to help Aldea out. Elspeth had no obligation to care for Aldea. However, the more she knew about Aldea, the more she thought she knew this woman. She has an ex who goes by the name of Jethro. Is it the same guy I know? That thought lingered in her mind, and she was reminded of what Jennifer had told her. She mentioned someone called Aldea as well.
It can’t be the same person, can it? Elspeth stared at the emergency room’s door, falling into a dilemma. What a small world. But that’s not my problem. She called Aldea’s parents anonymously to inform them about their daughter’s situation. After that, she figured she might as well execute good deeds till the end and pay the bill for them.
She left in a hurry and went past a familiar figure, though she didn’t realize it. However, the other person noticed Elspeth, and she teared up when she turned around to look at the woman’s back.
“She looks like Elspeth, doesn’t she?” the girl beside her asked.
“Shush. We don’t want her to hear us, so pipe down.”
“You miss her, don’t you? Why don’t you call out to her, then?”
“It’s alright, Isabel. We mustn’t drag her into our mess ever again, understand?”
“In that case, why did we come back to Damoria?”
“Because this is the safest place we can be in.”
“Ignore him. The cops will deol with him.” She took Aldeo into the bock seot ond got into the cor.
Elspeth got herself a taxi and told him the address Yelena had given her. Half an hour later, she arrived at the set. Elspeth paid the fare and got out of the car. However, the guard stopped her outside the entrance.
“ID, please.”
“I’m your female lead’s friend. She told me to come over,”
said Elspeth.
“What proof do you have? Show it, or you will have to leave.”
The guard was doubtful. He wasn’t sure if she was telling the truth. It would be bad if she were an obsessive fan who just wanted to see her idol.
“I can call her.”
Elspeth took her phone out.
The guard stayed silent.
She called Yelena, but nobody picked up the phone. She must be busy. Elspeth called her two more times, but the calls went unanswered.
Her prolonged silence made the guard impatient.
“It appears to me that you don’t have any proof. So, it’s time for you to leave, lady. Don’t get in the way of my work.”
Elspeth turned around and bumped into someone’s chest. She rubbed her nose and complained,
“Hey, can’t you see someone standing right here? Watch where you’re going.”
What if my nose got flattened?
Callum didn’t even apologize. He merely said,
“You should watch where you’re going, then.”
That voice sounds familiar. The woman looked up and saw Callum. It’s him, huh? Just my luck. She mocked,
“You came when you knew I was here. You’re the one who wasn’t watching where he was going.”
The man knew she was mocking him, but he didn’t respond.
“Move away.”
Such a heartless man. Oh, wait. He’s my ticket to get inside, thought Elspeth.
She suddenly got in his way and looked up at him.
“Can you help me out, Mr. Winthrop?”
“No,”