Chapter 63:
Wesley remained silent, his expression darkening as he watched Elena. Malcolm raised a brow, surprised. Wesley, usually indifferent, was showing interest in a woman.
Curiosity sparked, Malcolm took another look at Elena. Sure enough, she was breathtaking—a rare beauty.
“You like her?” Malcolm teased.
Wesley shot him a cold glance, and Malcolm instantly shut his mouth. With a slight nod, Wesley signaled the manager, who quickly stepped forward.
Remove him. I don’t want to see his face again, Wesley ordered.
The manager followed his line of sight and nodded.
“Understood. I’ll handle it immediately.”
As the manager walked away, Malcolm’s intrigue deepened. Wesley stepping in for someone? That was new. He obviously had a special interest in the woman.
Unaware of the attention she had drawn, Elena was about to deal with the insufferable man when the manager suddenly approached. The man assumed the manager had come to smooth things over. Smirking, he sneered, “I’m a regular here. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll make this right. Otherwise…”
Behind the manager, a group of broad-shouldered men covered in tattoos stood ready.
“Sir, you need to leave. Now,” the manager stated firmly. “You’re no longer welcome here.”
The man’s expression twisted in disbelief. “Are you kidding me? Do you know who I am? I spend a fortune here!”
The manager had no interest in arguing. With a simple gesture, the enforcers stepped in, dragging the man out as he protested.
Remembering Wesley’s instructions, the manager turned to Elena. “My apologies for the inconvenience. Your bill today is covered,” he said respectfully.
Elena arched a brow. Someone had intervened? Glancing up, her gaze met Wesley’s intense stare.
It was him.
Before she could process it, a familiar voice rang out cheerfully.
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“Elena! It’s been ages! Get over here and give me a hug!”
A moment later, a curvy woman with short chestnut hair threw herself into Elena’s arms.
Elena barely steadied herself before looking up again—Wesley was already gone.
Lydia pulled back, flashing a bright grin. “You are finally free from the Reed family! That calls for a celebration!”
Elena turned to the manager. “No need for special treatment. I’d rather be left alone.”
Once the manager departed, Lydia tilted her head in curiosity. “What was that about?”
Elena signaled for her to take a seat and ordered a drink. “Some idiot just harassed me, but I handled it.”
Lydia sipped her drink, amused. “Who’s foolish enough to mess with you, El? That’s practically a death wish.” Then, with a smirk, she added, “If the world knew that the legendary hacker El was not only a genius but also drop-dead gorgeous, you’d never get a moment’s peace.”
