THE YOUNG MASTER'S TASTE GUARD

YOU'RE SO PRETTY

Lea had just finished her bath, she picked up a small towel and dried her hair. At this moment his phone rang. It was a video call Call from Elliot, "Yes hello" he replied.

At once Elliot's eyes did not blink looking at the fresh face of Lea who had just finished bathing, her wet hair, beautiful collarbones were delicious in the eyes.

"You ... are so beautiful" Elliot praised.

"Well!" Leah answered, furrowing her eyebrows.

"Eum .. I mean, are you okay?" ask Elliot.

"About the article I read it too" Elliot explained.

"Then do you believe it?" ask Lea.

"No, of course not. If you don't say it, even if the president says it, I'll never believe it" replies sombal Elliot.

Lea's fresh face flushed red, hearing Mr. Foster's mutterings. Seeing this clearly only made Elliot swallow his saliva, then he said again, "Do you need my help?"

"Eum ..." Lea thought for a moment and said again, "No need."

Feeling that Elliot's current condition is as unlucky as he is, therefore he prefers to bear his own burden. He said, "Are you okay?"

"Yes of course I'm fine" Elliot replied.

"Are you worried about me?" Ask Elliot again.

"Of course you're worried, right now you're definitely struggling to start everything all over again" Lea replied.

"dm ... It's not as heavy as you'd imagine" Elliot replied again.

"If you need my help at any time, just tell me, Ok!" elliot.

Lea nodded while putting her wet hair behind her earlobe. Video Call was also stopped. Like losing all energy, Elliot just lay limp in his big bed while mentioning the name Lea repeatedly.

"Mrs Foster .. You will soon be Mrs Foster" muttered softly as Elliot hugged his pillow in dismay.

At the Lyra Hank residence, a smile that frames her face from morning seems to have gone missing somewhere. Seeing the news of Lea Atkinson disappearing without a trace, naturally made her inflamed heart irked beyond measure. He walked to and fro and muttered softly, "Is that what Elliot did."

"No-no way, right now without the Foster family, then she's nothing" thought Lyra Hank.

"If not Elliot, then who?" think Lyra again.

Lyra was still guessing who the person who had such power, erasing the news trail in just an hour. Meanwhile, Will works very quickly and efficiently. He found Steven's place.

At this time at his house there was a party with his friends, including female friends. Although he is aging with his white hair, but about style he does not want to be left behind with the young. The older it becomes, Steven always enjoys life with fun despite forcing himself to look capable.

Without warning, Will and his men barged in despite not being invited. To attract attention, Will pulled out his gun and shot a bottle that was displayed on the top shelf in the display cabinet in the house.

Seeing that, the one there was immediately silent, there was also a trembling. Once he gets noticed, Will says, "Unless Mr. Steven, the others are welcome to come out!"

"Do you know the woman in this picture?" will asked Steven, showing him a picture of Lea's mother as a young boy.

"I don't know him?" steven replied with sarcasm.

Hearing Seteven's answer clearly pecked Will Armstrong's anger, "Ha,ha,ha .. You are indeed good at making jokes," he said, waving a hard fist in Steven's face, that made the man fall down.

Will stomps on Steven's back and says, "Tell me who paid you to tell all those lies!"

"What's the lie about?" steven's question was still in an annoyed tone, not accepting.

"The article is about Miss Lea Atkinson's mother" Will replied.

With a sarcastic tone Will said again, "If you don't know him, how could you possibly be in a relationship with his mother."

"You saying it or not?" will asked again, hitting Steven in the face again.

Steven tried to get up, he rubbed the blood coming out from the tip of his lips. Then laugh and say, "How much can you pay me?"

Hearing Steven's words, Will was sure that this stupid looking man must have been paid to make up a lie about his mother Leah. This time Will was reluctant to speak stale again.

He looked at one of his men, who quickly took out a tool made of wood, each of which would constrict one finger. If the rope at the ends is pulled tighter, then the small bamboo that binds the fingers will shrink tighter, narrowing the fingers of the hand of the person who is being punished.

"Aargh," cried Steven in pain. Even so the man still did not tell who the mastermind was.

Looking at Stevan's arrogance, it was obvious that he was pecking at Will Armstrong's arrogant soul. At this moment there was no mercy for Steven.

"Destroy his fingers!" will's orders to his subordinates.

When the tip of the wood was pulled tight, Steven shouted like a person who had just lost his mind.

In the end make him give up and say if it was young Miss Hank who asked him to say it all. Even he was paid a lot not to mention his name involved and get to know Steven.

Already getting a name, then Will stopped torturing Steven. He sat down at the man's side, saying, "Other times there will be no mercy, if you dare to play around with Miss Lea Atkinson's good name!"

Steven nodded while enduring the pain in both hands, to the point that he cried without making a sound. Already got a name, Will also end his mission. He immediately contacted his boss.

"The brains of all of them are Young Miss Hank" Will reports.

"If so do the same to Hank Group!" elliot's orders.

The same thing I mean is, the same thing that is being done to Foster Group. Bankrupting Hank Group.

For Elliot, anyone who attacked Leah, it meant a call to war for him. So of course he will not be responsible to retaliate by multiplying from what the opponent gives. Understanding the orders of his Master Will was immediately living it.

The work done will be twice as heavy as the risk. Because what will be hit back are two companies that are almost the same size. But that won't stop the pegasus from ejecting them all until the fall falls are broken to pieces.