Lover Forced The Ruler

Chapter 73. Who is the Girl Named Lisle?

"Dad, i. that is impossible. Lisle is just a cheap girl selling herself to rich men. The rumors spread on campus. There was no way he would have a serious relationship with someone influential. At most it's just a relationship for a while…." Shopia does not accept by her father's estimation that Lisle becomes important to someone who has power.

"We can't be sure. And you, spoiled girl. Do not judge a person by appearance alone. Do you want to plunge this family into a pit of fire with your behavior? Didn't you spread rumors about the girl?" Mr. Harfey looked at his daughter sharply. He did not want his daughter to play around with the fate of her family. So he has to be careful.

"Appearances can be deceiving. Remember that!" The father added seriously.

"Dad, that girl is just a poor orphan girl from the village. I've asked people to investigate. He went to college on a scholarship. Work in several places and live in a cheap apartment with a friend. There was no way he could come to campus by changing luxury cars. If you don't sell yourself, what? He also had no wealthy relatives. Then there's some evidence of his relationship with a troubled student…."

"Then how can he be seen with Mr. Steve, assistant to Mr. Kent owner Diamond Group? You're not just stupid, Shopia. Your eyes are not careful enough to recognize the person who was with the girl while in the mall. He's the right hand of the powerful Mr. Kent. Do you want to die?" Shopia's father cuts off her daughter's explanation thinking she's smart enough.

"Right hand Mr. Kent. The master with that murderous look?!" This time mistress Harfey screeched in disbelief. He had met Steve at several large banquets. Steve is the shadow of his master. It looks charming but it is scary to look at from a distance. No girl had enough courage to approach him. But this girl named Lisle is said to be seen with the cold man?

Mr. Harfey nodded. " Torturing him was no less dangerous than bothering his master. Maybe the girl was his girlfriend. And there are other possibilities as well. What if the girl was Mr. Kent's own lover."

"No way!" Shopia menukas fast. That's the most ridiculous prejudice he's ever heard. He once saw Mr. Kent at a party and dared not approach. No girl dared to approach the most dazzling man in Black Mountain city. Although her figure looked charming, she could only be glued to where she stood. It is said that Mr. Kent was very picky. He couldn't possibly have had a relationship with Lisle. Even the clothes the girl was wearing alone were enough to convince Shopia.

"Why is it impossible? I heard that girl is very pretty." Shopia's father said slowly. "Mr Kent doesn't have to care about his status. Who would dare to laugh at him?" After all, having a relationship with a girl with a lower social status did not necessarily make her power fall. He wouldn't care about the trivial things that pollute the brains of many of those rich families."

Mr. Harfey remembered himself. The sentence just now is a satire for people who used to talk slanted about a different caste marriage between himself and his wife. Rich families tend to act in the name of family self-esteem that is contrary to the background and material. Fortunately his wife's family was more tolerant in that regard. Although he was not stupid enough to not understand, his intelligence to manage the business that became consideration received him as a son-in-law. 

Shopia's laughter rang out, between ridicule and resignation. Although his chest was claustrophobic by anger, he was still able to think a little clearly. What his father said was acceptable to his little brain. Reasonably enough. But he still couldn't believe it had the possibility been true. Lisle and Mr Steve? Maybe even with Mr. Kent. Just be right. He underestimated his enemy. 

There's a dial tone from Mr. Harfey's phone. The man grabs her from the table, presses the receive icon and talks to someone. A few moments later his face looked very serious. Next to his hand he began to squint. Within a few seconds, the originally faint wrinkles around his eyes became even deeper. He nodded slowly and muttered shortly.

"Yes, keep investigating. I-i know. Youre right. Don't exaggerate. He'll be suspicious."

Connection disconnected. The phone screen went dark. Mr. Harfey was stunned for a moment. Sudden silence filled the large living room. The family doctor who was just silent listening to all the family debates chose to leave.

"Sir, Miss did not suffer any serious injuries. The bruise will be gone in a few days. I'll go first." The doctor felt uncomfortable if he continued to be in that place. 

"Darling, what's wrong?" Mrs Harfey asked curiously. Her husband seemed confident talking to them. Now the man looked very worried.

"The girl named Lisle was seen entering Mr. Kent's residence in Palm Garden. And the guy I told you to follow said the girl doesn't come out of there anymore." Mr. Harfey's eyes radiate horror. He did not expect his premonition to be right.  

Palm Garden is not a place. Not many people can get in and out of that place easily. Even the girls who managed to climb over the owner's bed were only with Mr. Kent in the other villas scattered around the city. The girl had a little bit of a certain relationship with the ruler.

There were voices coming from Mr. Harfey's wife's son. If for a moment they were noisy about revenge, now both of them look silent in lethargy.

Lisle deserved so much confidence in retaliating against her threat, Shopia thought. Then suddenly the girl became nervous. What if Lisle's threat to her happens? Shopia doesn't want to stay in jail even for a day. It would destroy her image as one of the most charming young misses in the city. His image will descend far to the bottom of the abyss.

"Dad, so how's this? I. I. don't want to go to jail. Is there no chance of us winning? He has committed acts of violence. Evidence and witnesses are also present. How could I possibly be in prison? And again.he said he'd get me kicked off campus…." Shopia's eyes are now in full swing. His expression was truly pitying.

"Mother…." Shopia turned to mistress Harfey who was sitting next to her. He asked for support from his mother. "Mother, quickly say something. There's gotta be something we can do. There's no way justice has been lost from this town."

His mother nodded sadly. He was also confused thinking about the fate of his daughter. "Calm down. Your father will think of a way out." But she also doubted that her husband could find a solution. They hit the most solid wall. There was a chance that they would be crushed if they continued to insist on crashing themselves.

"We're not going to demand anything for today's events. Let's just say it's a punishment for your indecency to spread that nasty rumor. Next we will wait. May Mr. Kent be generous enough." Mr. Harfey sighed heavily.