Chapter 3 The Shameless Man

The man outside quickly caught on. He exchanged a look with his accomplice and said, “Bro, take it easy. The door can’t handle all this roughhousing.”

After that, their footsteps gradually faded away.

Elliot released Sophia and chuckled. “Thanks!”

Despite his overbearing attitude, his voice was pleasant and attractive.

But Sophia was in no mood to appreciate it. She tried to slap him, thinking, ‘Do you think just saying thank you is enough?’

He had pinched her waist several times earlier. He hadn’t done any serious harm, but she still felt insulted.

Someone else might have thought that something indecent was going on inside the stall.

The two of them started to fight in the cramped space.

Elliot hadn’t expected her to be so skilled, but she wasn’t as strong as him. He clamped down on her wrist again as she attempted to slap him once more.

He said coldly, “Hit me again. I won’t mind doing this for real!”

Sophia glared at him, “You wouldn’t mind, huh?! You have no shame!” She stepped on his foot as she spoke.

Elliot winced in pain and retracted his foot while he tightened his grip on her wrist. His voice was sinister as he said, “I’m way better than you! What woman would just waltz into the men’s restroom? Are you looking for a fling?”

She was so angry she could hardly breathe. “What makes you think I’m here for that? You must have been lost and wandering somewhere else when they were giving out brain cells!”

He sneered, “You’re either here for a fling, or you’re trying to seduce a man. In any case, it’s all very improper.”

Sophia was so frustrated that she almost lost her temper. She knew she couldn’t win an argument with him, and it was a waste of breath to continue. She nodded and smiled, “Fine, I’ll let you think what you want since you don’t have even a single brain cell. Let me go!”

She struggled to break free from his grip and tried to open the door to leave.

But just as she opened the door, she heard Sharon’s voice from outside. “Did you find her, Vince?”

Sophia paused for a second, then quickly backed up and closed the door. Her situation was truly unbearable now.

She couldn’t leave, but she couldn’t stay either.

She took a deep breath. She’d rather hide in the bathroom than deal with those two.

Elliot smirked when he figured out that the tide was turning. It seemed that she had hidden there to avoid someone as well! This was getting interesting.

The voices outside continued.

Vincent said, “I haven’t found her.”

Sharon replied, “Could she have already escaped?”

Vincent said, “Impossible. She can’t have gone far. I just checked downstairs. She should still be on this floor.”

“Let’s check the bathrooms then. You go to the men’s, and I’ll check the women’s.”

Sophia leaned against the door. She stopped cursing and stopped trying to leave.

Elliot stared at her cold, indifferent face. He noticed that she was very pretty, with fair, delicate skin, a pair of jet-black eyes, a cunning and lively expression, a cute little nose, and soft, small lips.

He suddenly remembered how good it felt to kiss her earlier.

He stepped back from her and reached out to open the door.

She grabbed his hand before he even touched the latch.

“What are you doing?” Sophia whispered.

Elliot replied, “Going out, of course!”

She growled angrily, “Why are you going out? Wait!”

“Why not?”

“Because you used me to help you just now,” she retorted.

He raised an eyebrow and didn’t say a word. Well, she did help him, so he reluctantly decided to return the favor.

At the same time, Vincent had entered the bathroom. Just like the group of men earlier, he checked each stall.

Elliot looked at her. His smile carried a mischievous tone, and he playfully leaned closer to her. “Women always say no, but their bodies tell a different story.”

He took Sophia in his arms and pressed her against the door. His large hands wreaked havoc on her body. His voice was low and suggestive. “Do you like it when I treat you like this? Hmm?”

The final ‘hmm’ was even more charged with implication.