The Lady Nun Seeks Justice (Eliza Stonor) novel Chapter 529

529.Chapter 529

“Where are they? What’s taking so long? Hurry up and open the door!”

Hearing the noise, Eliza paused in her steps, waiting for a moment. When the knocking persisted, the people outside clearly weren’t going to stop until the door opened.

The ruckus made Eliza furrow her brows slightly.

She exchanged a glance with Luke.

Luke immediately understood and stepped forward. As he opened the door, one of the men outside suddenly kicked it open, trying to barge in.

Naturally, as the squad leader of Black Flag soldiers, he wasn’t about to let himself be kicked down so easily.

He sidestepped, and the man who attempted the kick ended up missing and tripping inside.

He fell hard, landing in a heap.

“Who the hell is this, hiding and dodging?” The man cursed as he scrambled to his feet.

“Alright, get out of the way. With that ugly face of yours, don’t scare Cara,” another voice called out. “Isn’t that right, Cara?”

After the man on the floor had stumbled away, another figure entered–a man carrying a folding fan, despite the cold, exuding an air of nonchalance.

The man lifted his head and immediately froze when he saw Eliza. His eyes widened, his mouth agape. “Who is this little beauty?”

His voice was filled with disbelief. “The grace, the face, the figure–this is like a celestial being descended to earth!” Chaim McPherson’s eyes lit up as he stared at Eliza, grinning widely. “Little beauty, where did you come from? I don’t recall seeing you around Vollult Town before. You must be from out of town, huh? Well, never mind that. You only need to know who I am.”

Just as Chaim was about to introduce himself, Luke stepped forward, his solid frame blocking Eliza and also cutting off Chaim’s gaze.

“Who the hell do you think you are, blocking me? If you don’t want to die, get out of my way,” Chaim growled, looking at Luke.

Luke coldly met his gaze. “If you don’t want to die, move. If you dare to keep eyeing our lady, I’ll gouge your eyes out.” The deadly intent in Luke’s eyes made Chaim flinch.

He instinctively took a step back but quickly grew embarrassed.

Scowling at Luke, he turned to Eliza, who stood behind him, and sneered, “Little beauty, tell your servant to get out of the way. I’m in a good mood today and don’t feel like causing trouble, but if he keeps blocking me, don’t blame me for being rude.”

However, Eliza completely ignored him. Calmly, she exchanged her coffee for another cup, without sparing him a glance. Enraged by Eliza’s disregard, Chaim’s anger boiled over. His lackey immediately yelled at the two of them, “You two have no idea who he is, do you? Let me tell you, it’ll scare you to death!”