FreeGoodNovelMollie instinctively stepped back, clutching her bag.
It was a crocodile-skin Hermès, worth a fortune.
Darien lunged forward, trying to snatch it! Mollie immediately shouted, "That's mine!" Darien paused for a moment.
Ellie smirked, "Yours? You're part of this unpaid meal, too. If you can't cover the bill, none of you are leaving!" With that, Mollie hesitated, letting Darien hand the bag over to the manager.
The manager examined it. "This has sdepreciation. I'll count it as a hundred grand. You're still short by over a hundred thousand." Darien's eyes darted to Mollie's hair. Perched there was a diamond clip, one he'd asked Ellie to buy for her on her birthday last year.
How ironic.
The truth was, Mollie's most valuable belongings were always with her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWithout waiting for Ellie's next command, Darien ripped the clip from her hair! Mollie's hair was now a mess, but Darien wasn't done. He yanked off her bracelet, her rings, and even her five- thousand-dollar Chanel earrings.
The manager collected the items, placing them on a tray. "These earrings? Maybe two grand-used. The hairclip, seven thousand. Bracelet? Market's down; it's only worth five now." Mollie stood there, stripped of her jewelry, looking completely disheveled.
After everything, the manager announced, "You still owe fifty-eight grand." Darien pleaded, "I'm tapped out. Can we get more tto pay?" The manager glanced at Ellie.
Ellie's smile was cold. "Mollie must have more cash in her account, right?" Darien immediately turned to her.
Mollie clutched her pocket.
Seeing this, Darien's face lit up like he'd just found a lifeline.
He'd been here enough times to know the kind of people who ran this bar. Their enforcers were no joke.
Just a few days ago, a drunk customer refused to settle his tab, and Darien had seen the guy's finger get cut off.
No way was he losing a finger tonight. Or worse.
He both feared and longed for a life of luxury.
Darien hurriedly handed Mollie's card to the manager.
After swiping it, the manager raised his eyebrows. "Well, well, looks like Miss Mollie here has more in her account than you, Darien. A whole..." Darien stared at him eagerly.
"...thirty-eight grand. Already deducted. You still owe twenty." Darien was dumbfounded.
It still wasn't enough! He swallowed hard, looking toward Mollie's two friends.
They were just low-level employees who hung out with Mollie to live large. No way they had money.
But Ellie wasn't about to let them off the hook either. Since they'd helped Mollie push her around before, Ellie squeezed a few thousand from each of them.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter pooling everything together, they were still short by eight thousand dollars.
Darien was practically on his knees. "Ellie, please help me... You've taken care offor years. Can't you just cover the last eight grand?"
Ellie stared at him with disdain. "I mean, even a dog knows how to wag its tail at its owner. But you? You're its tail at not even loyal like a dog. Manager, make sure he pays. Don't let him off by a cent!" With that, she walked over to join Keira and the others.
Darien tried to chase after her. "Ellie, you can't do this to me!" But the manager stopped him, and in no time, a few security guards dragged Darien, Mollie, and her friends to the back.
Erin gave Ellie a thumbs up. "Nice work! You didn't fall for that jerk again."
Ellie sighed. "I don't even know why.
Part ofstill feels a bit attached, but for sreason, my mind's finally clear. I can see him for what he really is."
She let out a deep breath. "My brother always warnedhe was no good, but I didn't listen. Now that I see it. it's like the signs were always there. What was I blind to?" She frowned, reflecting on her past self.
Born into luxury, with plenty of love and money, how did someone like her get caught up with a guy like that? As she mulled it over, Lewis's deep voice broke through her thoughts. "There's a technique called hypnosis." Everyone paused, turning toward him.
Lewis explained, "It's not exactly forbidden. Spsychologists use it to suggest things to their patients, helping them open up. Just a theory, though..." He glanced at Erin. "You know hypnosis, right?" Erin, known for her medical expertise, nodded. She'd been behind the creation of that infamous toxin, the Seven- Day Powder.
Hearing Lewis, she immediately moved closer to Ellie, checking her pulse and staring into her eyes. A moment later, Erin gasped in surprise!
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