Chapter 1376: 1735: Escape Successful

Arthur Easton’s sharp gaze had already seen through everything. Before the woman’s hand could even touch that place on him, he roared furiously, "Get lost—"

That one word, dripping with murderous intent, was enough to make the woman’s whole body tremble.

She instinctively pulled her hand back, and tears fell...

After all, she was a little woman who’d never been with a man. Being despised by him like that, she burst into tears, crystal drops rolling down.

"Big brother, what are you doing? Why are you yelling at her for no reason?"

He really couldn’t figure it out. Acting like this, what the hell was he doing coming to a bar to pick up women?!

Since he hadn’t seen the woman’s movement, the second young master naturally assumed his brother had another seizure. In a bad mood and taking it out on women.

But just as he finished speaking, Arthur Easton shot him a cold glance.

The second young master had no choice but to shut up: "..."

Damn, his brother was a total nutcase. Just one little comment and he had to glare at him so viciously?

The noisy private room went quiet for a moment because of this little episode...

Who knew that just as things calmed down, Arthur Easton’s private phone rang.

Still burning with pent-up lust, he irritably took out his phone and answered.

But from the receiver came the panicked voice of the Housekeeper at the villa: "Eldest Young Master! Something terrible’s happened, the little miss from Eastern Europe has run away, she’s no longer in the villa..."

"..." Arthur Easton exploded in an instant. She dared to run? Fuck.

Even through the phone, a wave of icy cold radiated off him, almost freezing the Housekeeper to death; even his speech turned into stammering: "M-M-M-M..." The words "Young Master, please calm down" stuck in his throat.

All that could be heard was a heavy "bang" as the call was cut off.

Arthur Easton, burning with rage, flung the phone away, grabbed his expensive suit jacket, and walked out with his Bodyguard.

Eva Bennett.

This time you’re dead!

Little woman, you’re so fucking dead!

"Big brother... big brother, where are you going?"

No one knew what was going on; they just saw him smash the phone in anger, bits flying everywhere.

Arthur called out once, but got no response.

In an instant, the people in the private room were still shaken, and Arthur Easton had already vanished without a trace.

He was determined to drag Eva Nightingale, who had run off on her own, back.

*

Time rewinds to one hour earlier.

Arthur Easton left Eva Nightingale’s room.

She froze for a moment and looked at the man’s back.

After a few seconds in a daze, she withdrew her gaze and lay back down on the sofa.

She was completely wide awake now.

The estate was especially huge, located in the most prosperous area of City A in Country M, occupying an entire mountaintop. It had everything a luxury manor should have: a private garden, swimming pool, golf course, banquet hall, private forest, cinema, wine cellar...

She wasn’t familiar with the terrain here at all, so escaping was extremely inconvenient.

Because she didn’t know where Charlotte Knight was being "held," and the situation had been urgent at the time, Eva could only make a break for it first.

She was dressed in casual clothes, with a black jacket over them.

She went downstairs and lied to the maid, saying she wanted to soak in the hot spring.

Seeing that she’d already moved into the Eldest Young Master’s room and probably been "taken" by the master, the maid didn’t suspect much.

She just directly led her to the hot spring pool in the back garden...

Eva had already come to the hot spring pool that afternoon and had vaguely caught a glimpse of hope.

So this so-called hot spring soak turned into Eva disappearing halfway through the soak!

Half an hour later, the maid realized something was wrong.