Lingering Passion: Mr. Sutton Wants to be Your Male Lead!-Chapter 158: Rift

Stella Grant was forced by the man behind her, unable to turn around. She could only rely on the voice to judge what kind of person was behind her.

Stella held her house key, neither struggling nor resisting, waiting for an opportunity to act.

She took a deep breath, feeling she should have checked the lunar calendar before leaving the house today.

In just one day, she encountered both life-threatening and lustful situations.

Meanwhile, Silas Sutton, sitting in the car, received a call from Ben Lawson.

Ben Lawson spoke in a casual, amused tone, "Everything’s set for you, just wait to play the hero saving the damsel in distress."

Silas Sutton had so many bothersome things today that he had forgotten about the previous arrangement with Ben. "What?"

Ben replied, "Didn’t you want me to arrange someone to scare Stella Grant a bit?"

Upon hearing this, Silas Sutton’s gaze darkened, he cursed out loud, pushed open the car door, and got out, "If anything happens to her today, I’ll definitely kill you."

Ben was baffled and wanted to say ’Wasn’t this all your arrangement?’, but before he could finish, Silas already hung up.

As Silas pressed the elevator button, his face was grim and terrifying.

Having just been kidnapped today, then encountering this again, Silas dared not think too deeply...

At this crucial moment, everyone was anxious, but the most anxious was the man currently holding Stella Grant.

The man wasn’t some street thug, he was a subordinate of Ben Lawson.

His orders were to scare but not harm, and once the hero arrived, he would pretend to be captured and run.

He considered that revenge and robbery would draw too much attention, so he could only pretend to be after her virtue.

But the problem was, he had been covering Stella Grant’s mouth for over ten minutes, and the hero hadn’t arrived yet, he didn’t dare to act rashly.

To act convincingly without arousing Stella’s suspicion, the man glanced around nervously, gritting his teeth as he spoke lewd words.

"You look quite nice, seems like I got lucky today."

"Your skin is fair, and your waist is slender."

After all, it wasn’t a real ’lustful’ act, he truly couldn’t bring himself to say the more obscene words.

Initially, Stella Grant gripped the key tightly, her heart racing.

But seeing the man delaying action, only spewing greasy words, her suspicion grew and her fear slowly diminished.

In the end, she wasn’t sure if it was her illusion, but she felt the man’s voice behind her was almost sobbing.

"I’m warning you, you’d better not struggle, or I’ll kill you."

"I’m not trying to scare you, I’ve got some reputation on this street, you can ask around, they call me ’Old Wang the Flower Picker’."

"At seventeen, I once laid my hands on a thirty-five-year-old married woman under a dark sky..."

As Silas Sutton stepped out of the elevator, the self-proclaimed Old Wang the Flower Picker was covering Stella Grant’s mouth, narrating his story of ravishing a thirty-five-year-old in his youth.

The story was just at the dim street light in the alley...

The man seemed out of words, his expression visibly bitter.

Upon hearing the elevator door and seeing Silas Sutton, the man, instead of being scared, had a glint of hope in his eyes.

Before the man could celebrate prematurely, Silas Sutton rushed forward, directly kicking the man’s side waist.

The man fell, inhaling sharply, grimacing in pain.

Without even glancing at the man, Silas Sutton frowned and looked down at Stella Grant, "Are you alright?"

Stella Grant exhaled, turning her lips into a thin line with her back to Silas, and after a while, she turned, looking at Silas with an expressionless face, asking, "Is this guy sent by you?"

Stella’s eyes were too clear, and Silas Sutton’s Adam’s apple moved as if something was stuck in his throat.

Stella Grant’s mouth curved into a hint of mockery, "You’ve admitted?"

Silas Sutton pressed his tongue against his molars still without making a sound.

Stella Grant, "Silas Sutton, I’m not someone who doesn’t understand the importance of gratitude, I can distinguish the seriousness of matters, you didn’t need to set this up against me."