The Adorable Twins and Their CEO Daddy
Chapter 67

Chapter 67

Chapter 67 Jealousy

"Are you okay?" The man’s cold voice sounded.

In a daze, Eliana looked up and met Preston’s gaze.He was frowning, and his eyes were flickeringdangerously.

"I’m… I’m fine."

Still panicstricken, Eliana didn’t realize she was in his arms until now.She immediately jumped to herfeet and helped him up.

In doing so, she inadvertently held the man’s hand.His burning skin grazed hers like a jolt of electricity,making her heart beat wildly.

But the owner of the shop wasn’t done just yet.He growled and held up his knife once more.

Maurice didn’t hesitate and kicked him square on the chest.

"Go to hell, you b*****d!"

The owner was flung backward and he smashed into some porcelain vases behind him.He spat out amouthful of blood.

Before he could do anything, the men in black quickly surrounded and subdued him.

When the lights came back on, Eliana found herself standing in a mess.

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Furniture and porcelain was scattered all over the floor, and the owner’s men were all crying andscreaming as the men in black pressed them to the ground.

Blood dribbling down his chin, the owner looked up at Maurice in disbelief.

"How dare you make trouble in my shop? Do you know who I am?" he demanded.

Maurice looked down at him with cruel eyes and a face as cold as ice.He was in all black, as if Deathhimself had come to take the owner and his men.

The owner couldn’t help but shiver under the man’s gaze.

"Get them out of my sight,"

Maurice hissed through gritted teeth.

"Yes, sir!" the men in black answered in unison, which was deafening in the small, enclosed shop.

The tables had turned too fast.

Before Eliana could gather her bearings, Maurice had already dragged her out of the antique shop andinto the sunlight.

"What… what’re you doing here?"

She looked at him in disbelief, wondering if she was seeing an apparition.

The coldness in Maurice’s eyes didn’t fade away just yet.

He scolded mercilessly, "I should be asking you the same thing! How could you just jump into such anobvious trap?"

Eliana pursed her lips tightly, her eyes fixed on Maurice.

How did Preston know that it was a trap? Did he come here just to save her? But Maurice’s nextsentence crushed her fantasy in the blink of an eye.

"Luckily for you, my client wanted to come here with her bodyguards.Otherwise, how could I havesaved you?"

His client? Bodyguards? What kind of clients did Preston have? He was probably entertaining a richwoman.

Eliana’s eyes clouded over at once.

Through gritted teeth, she spat, "You must be so popular."

"Eliana…"

A weak voice called out her name.

Only then did Eliana remember that she had come here with someone.

"Bradly!"

She whirled around in a heartbeat and ran to the injured Bradly.

Looking him up and down carefully, she asked, "How are you? Where does it hurt?"

Just now, Bradly was outnumbered yet he still bravely fought to the best of his abilities.

Eliana trembled, just thinking about it.But before Bradly could answer, he was interrupted by a loudsneer.

Maurice’s black eyes bore a hole through his head.

"You were the one who brought Eliana here, aren’t you? You knew this was a black market where allkinds of scum hang out.You don’t even have the means to protect yourself, let alone Eliana.Did youwant her killed?"

"I… That wasn’t my intention… I’m sorry…"

Bradly hung his head guiltily.

"This is all my fault.When I heard that they were selling Argyle pink diamonds here, I got too excited toverify the information beforehand."

However, Eliana’s face suddenly fell.

"Bradly! Your hand!"

Bradly followed her gaze only to replace that his right hand was covered in blood.It was wounded soseverely that it looked like something straight out of a horror film.

Eliana wrung her hands anxiously.

Bradly was a designer.

If something bad happened to his right hand, how could he draw?!

"Preston! Did you take your care here? Can you drive us to the hospital?"

Eyes big and filled with fear and worry, Eliana turned to Maurice pleadingly.

Seeing that she was so distraught over another man, Maurice couldn’t help but seethe with rage.

"He was the brainless one who put you in danger.Why do you still care about him?"

Eliana shook her head and began to beg.

"Please, Preston.Please."

Maurice was even more furious, but he found that he couldn’t refuse her when she looked at him likethis.He probably owed this woman in a previous life.

Scowling, he supported Bradly’s arm and led him away, At first, Eliana was surprised that Maurice hadagreed to her request.

Snapping out of her daze, she quickly trotted over to keep up with the two men.

"Be careful.Bradly’s hurt."

Although she was just being thoughtful, Maurice was so angry that he wanted to throw Bradly into thetrash can.But he still obliged her and slowed down his pace for Bradly’s sake.

After putting Bradly in the backseat, Maurice started the car and drove to the nearest hospital.

On their way there, Eliana carefully took Bradly’s injured hand and looked him up and down carefully.

"Are you hurt anywhere else?"

"I’m fine.Relax."

Bradly smiled weakly.

"Preston, can you drive any faster?"

Eliana urged Maurice.

Maurice glanced at the rearview mirror and met her anxious eyes.

The anger he had been suppressing just now suddenly burst out like a geyser.

The car swerved sharply.

The sudden movement made Eliana lurch to one side.

At the same time, she heard a loud bang.

"Ouch!"

Bradly cried out.His head had smashed against the window and his face contorted in pain.