“Help!”
“Everyone’s gone outside, no one will save you, you might as well give up!”
“You truly disgust me!” Kate spoke angrily, spitting at him as she did so.
Frankie looked at the wet spot on his clothes, his playful expression turning into an extremely grim one.
“You asking for trouble?”
“Come here!”
He’d never encountered such a disrespectful woman before. Just moments ago, he had thought about treating a beauty like her with some tenderness. Unfortunately, Kate refused to accept kindness, so there was no need for him to be gentle either.
As the man lunged toward her like a beast, Frankie grabbed a vase from the makeup table.
The water inside splashed onto her long skirt, and the bright roses fell to the ground, picking up some dust. It seemed almost like a symbol of her fate.
With determination, she closed her eyes and swung the vase towards his head.
The vase hit the ground, shattering into pieces.
Upon closer inspection, Frankie’s head was now streaming with blood, rapidly dripping down his fair cheeks onto his robe.
In the drama, he was a debonair gentleman, but in real life, he was nothing short of a despicable person!
Well done, this wicked woman dared to strike him!
As Frankie stood in bewilderment, Kate slithered out like an eel and headed towards the door.
“Stop!”
This time, it was Frankie’s turn to be afraid.
If someone happened to witness him and Kate in this state and reported it to his benefactor, he would be in big trouble.
The instinct for survival kicked in, and even Kate, who usually didn’t engage in physical activity, displayed astonishing agility.
In the blink of an eye, she vanished.
The palace was filled with labyrinthine pathways, surrounded by towering walls. Frankie, clutching his head, chased after her for a short distance.
The cold wind blew through, causing a sharp, needle-like pain, even numbing his scalp.
Forget it, he decided to go back and bandage his wound first, preparing for the worst.
With that, a hint of malice crossed his eyes.
Outside, the sky darkened, and in the winter of Onistead, night fell, the thick clouds rolling overhead. Amidst the swirling dark clouds, a hint of golden light refracted from the horizon.
It was as if a black curtain had been adorned with a golden border.
The kerosene lamp on the wall emitted a dim glow, as a fragile figure staggered along the palace path.
The biting cold wind made her skirt rustle loudly, while her long, beautiful hair scattered behind her, resembling a fallen leaf, at risk of being blown away at any moment.
At that moment, Kate had only one thing on her mind – escape!
All the grievances, anxiety, and fear she had experienced in the dressing room flooded her mind.
In this moment of helplessness, the only thing she yearned for and longed to see was Master Glenn.
Whoosh…
Accidentally stepping on her skirt, she fell to the ground in tears.
The cobblestones scraped her knees, and the bright red blood trickled along the grooves.
The heavy palace gate locked her in this lonely corner of the world.
At that moment, a drizzle began to fall from the sky, the cold drops mercilessly hitting her body.
Soon, she heard voices behind her.
“Boss, it looks like there’s someone ahead.”
“Go check it out.”
“How could there be anyone in the palace at this hour? Could it be a female ghost?”
I had long heard about the haunted palace. The staff here always left promptly at six o’clock, locking up behind them. It’s because of the recent series of attacks on high officials by criminals. In just two weeks, more than a dozen officials have died under mysterious circumstances. The perpetrators’ methods are exceptionally brutal, leaving their victims dismembered. To protect the safety of the President, the State Council dispatched special forces to patrol the palace day and night.
Tonight, it was their turn.
The rain pelted Kate’s face, causing a slight sting. She could no longer distinguish between tears and raindrops.
In a daze, she wanted desperately to get up and see who was there. But she had no strength, and her head spun dizzily. Everything went black, and she fainted.
Just before Kate lost consciousness, a pair of polished leather shoes appeared in front of her. The olive drab military pants accentuated two long and sturdy legs. It seemed to be a man.
The scent emanating from him was heavy with the smell of blood.
Gordon’s deep-set eyes, narrow and cold, quickly flickered with a gleam. His lips parted, uttering three words in disbelief, “Miss Zamora.”
The people behind him, upon hearing his voice, erupted into surprised chatter.
“Boss knows a girl, such a beautiful one!”
“Haha, yeah. Been single for so long. Boss, do you know any girls? Introduce me to one too.”
“Back off! I am Boss’s first disciple, he should introduce one lady to me first.”
The scene became noisy as all eyes focused on Kate.
“Stop it!” Gordon’s serious and cold visage silenced the commotion.
“Take this!” With that, Gordon handed the flashlight to the person behind him. He pursed his lips, leaned down slightly, slipped one arm under her armpit and the other around her thigh, lifting her horizontally.
The onlookers’ eyes lit up, and they broke into a joyous smile.
The scene was as beautiful as an idol drama.
“You guys keep patrolling; I’ll take her back.”
“Sir, don’t worry. We’ll cover for you. You take care of her.”
At these words, a dark cloud passed over Gordon’s face, “You’re overthinking. She’s a friend of a friend of mine.”
He had only met her briefly and had a vague impression, nothing more.
“Oh!”
The Walsh Residence.
The European-style villa was brightly lit, and a slender young woman sat on the floral fabric sofa, holding a glass of red wine, elegantly swaying it.
Beside her sat a guy with double eyelids and a sunny disposition. The two of them together looked like lovers in an intimate pose.
“Peter, could you massage me here again? It’s … it’s still hurting.”
Her voice was coquettish as she trailed her slender fingers up her thigh, lifting the hem of her skirt to reveal her fair and shapely legs, enticing like a seductive beauty.
Peter smiled and bent down to kiss her ankle.
Boom!
Suddenly, the door burst open, startling them and nearly toppling them off the sofa.