From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 1063



Chapter 1063: 494 Ghost Door_1 Chapter 1063: 494 Ghost Door_1 On New Year’s Eve, lights and decorations adorned various parts of Lostswa, the neon lights shone brightly, but there was hardly anyone on the streets.

At this time, everyone was at home with their loved ones, playing mahjong, watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Ahead was a red traffic light, a black minivan managed to stop just before the zebra crossing.

The driver was chewing betel nut, glanced at the rearview mirror and said, “Is this chick Alexander’s new product?

Will there be any problems?”

Kidnapping from the HQ Broadcasting, no matter how I thought about it, seemed out of the ordinary.

“Just drive, why the heck are you talking so much.” A cold voice echoed in the darkness.

The driver snorted and glanced at a large shopping mall diagonal to him.

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A giant electronic screen was embedded above it, broadcasting live footage of the Spring Festival Gala.

A skit was performing, it was so funny, the driver was engrossed in watching it.

He started laughing along with it.

Until the back of the driver’s seat was kicked fiercely, “What the fuck are you looking at?

Delaying Alexander’s business, I’ll skin you alive.”

Unbeknownst to him, the traffic light had turned green, the driver quickly started the car and easily passed through the intersection.

Driving past the bustling city, they reached a secluded single-family villa in the suburbs.

The villa’s large door opened, and the minivan drove in.

The villa stood ominously in the darkness, like the huge mouth of a beast in the abyss, always waiting to devour prey.

The van stopped in the middle of the yard.

At the same time, the villa’s large door slowly opened, and a strand of faint light shone out.

Two men came out of the villa.

One of the men was grumbling, “What took you so long?

Alexander has been impatient.”

The car door opened, and a man came out of the car carrying a girl.

The girl was wearing a white long dress, slung over the man’s shoulder, her long hair fell down, her face was invisible, but her slender figure was enough to ignite imaginations.

The man instinctively reached out to touch her, restrained by the other man, “Alexander’s woman, you don’t want your hand anymore?”

The man awkwardly retracted his hand: “Touching won’t harm.”

Seeing another woman in the car, he couldn’t help but say: “Buy one get one free, huh?”

The man ignored him, carrying the person, and walked into the villa.

As soon as they entered, a deafening wave of music washed over them, almost overwhelming them.

The lights were flickering non-stop, almost dazzlingly bright.

A group of scantily clad women were dancing and drinking, and on the sofa, a man was lying back, surrounded by a litter of empty wine bottles.

“Alexander, play with me…” A heavily made-up woman leaned on him.

The man waved her off irritably, “Scram, go play yourself, stop bothering me.”

The woman pouted and discontentedly left.

“Alexander, I’m back.”

The man on the sofa responded with a half-hearted “hmm”, without opening his eyes.

“Alexander, here’s the product you wanted.

Would you like to inspect it?

I must say, your taste this time is impeccable, she is a real beauty.”

With that, he dumped her onto a single sofa opposite him.

Only then did the man sit up with interest.

He caught a glance of her, and his eyes were immediately captivated.

He was staring straight at the young lady lying on the sofa.

She was half-closed her eyes, breathing evenly, dressed in white like a fairy who had mistakenly fallen to the mortal realm.

“Damn, they didn’t deceive me.”

In the pool, two women glanced at this scene, pushing each other before finally coming together, coyly calling, “Alexander…

You promised to spend the night with us, don’t go back on your word now…”

The man roared impatiently, “Fuck off, all of you fuck off.”

Both of them jumped in fright, not daring to take a step further, “Ale…

Alexander.”

“Are you deaf or dumb, I told you to get out.” He grabbed a beer bottle by his side and threw it at the two women, who quickly dodged.

His men started to shoo the crowd, “Go, hurry up and leave.”

A group of women left the villa with their faces pulled down, muttering discontentedly.

The music stopped, and the entire villa fell completely silent.

The man stood up and walked over to the woman.

He attempted to touch her cheek, but just as his hand was about to land, he abruptly stopped.

He hastily wiped his hand on his trouser leg, as if he was afraid his dirty hand might tarnish the purity of the woman.

“Has she been drugged?”

His subordinate nodded, “Desire Fire and Number Five.”

Who knew the man would furrow his eyebrows fiercely, “What the fuck is this?”

“Isn’t this what Ms.

Hayes ordered?

After all, this girl offended Ms.

Hayes, how could she let her go so easily?”

The man snorted coldly, “A woman’s jealousy is indeed frightening.”

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