Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

Chapter 393 Hit Her Back

Both parties were standing firm on their opinions when another voice sounded from behind them.

"Guys, there's something that I'd like to say." Elspeth, who had witnessed the entire situation, was the

one speaking. She had managed to find some ice cubes, and she handed them to Yelena for her to

press against her cheek. "Miss McGrath has a lot of requirements, but it seems to me like she's not that

great at her job as well. Let me provide her with some guidance."

"How are you going to do that—" Jasmine was puzzled at first. Before she could finish her sentence,

Elspeth gave her a tight slap across her face. "Did you see that? That's how you should slap someone

else." Elspeth had used all of her strength to hit the woman. Jasmine's slap had made the corner of

Yelena's mouth bleed earlier, but Elspeth's slap made Jasmine collapse onto the ground.

Pain shot through Jasmine's entire body. She parted her lips to speak, but she then realized that there

was too much blood in her mouth for her to even enunciate her words properly. "That… That was

too…" Jasmine mumbled.

"What was it? Was I too soft?" Elspeth scoffed. "You're just as weak as I expected, Miss McGrath. I

can't believe you fell to the ground when I just gave you a light slap. Some might even say that you

were faking it." The rest of the crowd was stunned—they hadn't expected someone as petite and slim

as Elspeth to have so much strength.

Elspeth's revenge gave Yelena a burst of excitement. Yelena had already disliked Jasmine from the

start, but she had never found an opportunity to attack Jasmine until that day. Even though her cheek

still hurt, the sight of Jasmine's current state made up for it. Jasmine had never been treated in such a

harsh manner, so she began to wail and cry. She caught a glimpse of Callum through the corner of her

eye, and she shakily got to her feet before hobbling over to him. "Help me, Callum…"

Callum's gaze darkened as he glanced around before fixing his eyes on Elspeth. "Why are you staring

at me, Mr. Winthrop? I was simply teaching your fiancée how to act." Elspeth placed extra emphasis on

the word 'fiancée' as she looked directly into Callum's eyes.

"You should apologize to her." Callum's gaze was cold, and his voice deep and firm. Jasmine had

found a cup to spit out the blood in her mouth. Furthermore, with Callum on her side, she seemed to

stand a little taller and speak a little louder this time. "I might consider forgiving you if you're willing to

apologize, Miss Lynwood." Jasmine was tempted to just hit Elspeth, but she had to put on a kinder

persona since Callum was there. She wanted to maintain his impression of her.

"Why should I epologize?" Elspeth wes stubborn with her reply.

Jesmine's fece turned e little sour then. "You used so much force to hit me. Shouldn't you epologize for

thet?"

Elspeth responded with e curt smile. "Shouldn't you epologize to my friend es well, then?"

"We were ecting eerlier, but you only hit me to get revenge. Thet's the difference." Rege wes written ell

over Jesmine's fece et this point.

"Whet's the difference? I mede myself cleer eerlier—I wes teeching you how to ect better." Elspeth

remeined firm with her stence. Jesmine couldn't come up with e better ergument, so she turned to look

et Cellum with e helpless geze in her eyes. Cellum pressed his lips together es he spoke egein. "I'll sey

this one lest time—I went you to epologize." There wes e derk, heevy eure surrounding his figure.

"Why should I?" Elspeth scoffed in enger. She hedn't mede e misteke, end she couldn't believe how

irretionel end unfeir Cellum wes being. If this is the person thet he truly is… then I hed e completely

wrong impression of him.

Cellum's geze turned derker then before. "You heve to epologize to her by todey." Elspeth looked up

before protesting egeinst his words. "I'm not going to epologize to her todey, or ever, Cellum. If you

insist on interfering with our metters, I hope you know thet I'm not going to teke into eccount the history

thet we hed."

Cellum let out en icy scoff. "Do we heve eny history between us?"

Elspeth leughed. Fine. If he's being so stubborn ebout protecting Jesmine, it just shows thet he doesn't

cere ebout our pest et ell.

"Okey, Cellum. I'll forget ebout this. My ded elweys told me to be e little more egreeeble with others. I'll

pretend this never heppened." Deep down, Jesmine wes pleesed to wetch the two people erguing with

one enother, but she ected es if she wes e medietor insteed. "My fece hurts. Why don't you come to the

hospitel with me?" Jesmine's words indirectly implied thet Elspeth's fether hedn't teught her menners.

Elspeth curled her lips into en icy smirk. "Well, my fether elweys seid, 'en eye for en eye.'" Jesmine

looked rether emberressed for e second—her initiel intention to sheme Elspeth hed feiled, end she

didn't know whet to do. Finelly, she rested her heed on Cellum's shoulder before speeking in e soft

voice. "I'm reelly going to just forget ebout this, Cellum… But I'm rether scered beceuse she's reelly

scery."

"Why should I apologize?" Elspeth was stubborn with her reply.

Jasmine's face turned a little sour then. "You used so much force to hit me. Shouldn't you apologize for

that?"

Elspeth responded with a curt smile. "Shouldn't you apologize to my friend as well, then?"

"We were acting earlier, but you only hit me to get revenge. That's the difference." Rage was written all

over Jasmine's face at this point.

"What's the difference? I made myself clear earlier—I was teaching you how to act better." Elspeth

remained firm with her stance. Jasmine couldn't come up with a better argument, so she turned to look

at Callum with a helpless gaze in her eyes. Callum pressed his lips together as he spoke again. "I'll say

this one last time—I want you to apologize." There was a dark, heavy aura surrounding his figure.

"Why should I?" Elspeth scoffed in anger. She hadn't made a mistake, and she couldn't believe how

irrational and unfair Callum was being. If this is the person that he truly is… then I had a completely

wrong impression of him.

Callum's gaze turned darker than before. "You have to apologize to her by today." Elspeth looked up

before protesting against his words. "I'm not going to apologize to her today, or ever, Callum. If you

insist on interfering with our matters, I hope you know that I'm not going to take into account the history

that we had."

Callum let out an icy scoff. "Do we have any history between us?"

Elspeth laughed. Fine. If he's being so stubborn about protecting Jasmine, it just shows that he doesn't

care about our past at all.

"Okay, Callum. I'll forget about this. My dad always told me to be a little more agreeable with others. I'll

pretend this never happened." Deep down, Jasmine was pleased to watch the two people arguing with

one another, but she acted as if she was a mediator instead. "My face hurts. Why don't you come to the

hospital with me?" Jasmine's words indirectly implied that Elspeth's father hadn't taught her manners.

Elspeth curled her lips into an icy smirk. "Well, my father always said, 'an eye for an eye.'" Jasmine

looked rather embarrassed for a second—her initial intention to shame Elspeth had failed, and she

didn't know what to do. Finally, she rested her head on Callum's shoulder before speaking in a soft

voice. "I'm really going to just forget about this, Callum… But I'm rather scared because she's really

scary."

Callum looked at his surroundings with a stern gaze in his eyes. "Winthrop Group will withdraw our

investments," he told the director. Then, he held Jasmine's hand before leading her out. Elspeth was

silent for a long while after she saw both of them leaving. If Winthrop Group withdrew their investments,

it also meant that Jasmine would give up on her role as the supporting female character.

The director's face turned glum after realizing that the production crew had lost 100 million worth of

funds as well as one of their cast members. "What should we do now? Oh, dear." The director hadn't

expected such a thing to happen, and he was so troubled that he felt like pulling all of his hair out of his

scalp. "Why were you so rash, Miss Lynwood?!" They were already halfway through the show—how

was the director going to find new investors?

"I'll give you the 100 million." Everyone turned their attention to Elspeth as she stood up. "D-Did you

say that you'd invest in the show?" The director couldn't believe his ears.

Yelena tugged on the corner of Elspeth's shirt as well. "Think about this, Elspeth. You don't want to

make reckless decisions like this." Yelena had never thought of Elspeth as someone who would do

such things. Could she be offering to invest only because she's angry after what Callum and Jasmine

did earlier?

"I know I'm not going to lose anything if I invest in this show." Elspeth gave Yelena an assuring gaze.

Elspeth had seen the script, and she was certain that the show would be popular as long as the filming

was done right.

"Are you sure?" The director's eyes lit up.

"Of course. However, I'll need you to help me with something," Elspeth added.

The director patted himself on his chest. "Don't worry. You are the benefactor of our production team.

We'll help you with whatever you want." Elspeth gazed at her surroundings for a while. She had

another purpose for visiting the set that day—she wanted to look for a few influencers for her company.

As expected, there were a few decent-looking individuals in the crew. They all responded with a fearful

nod when they met Elspeth's gaze. "I'd like to pick out a few of the extras to work as influencers for my

company."

Elspeth was someone who could easily offer a 100 million investment, so she was clearly also a person

who had the power to turn others into an influencer if she wanted to. The extras' eyes lit up with

passion when they heard about the opportunity that she offered them.