The butler wanted to persuade him further, but seeing his cold and fierce gaze, he wisely chose to keep silent and obediently went to book the flight.
William returned to his room full of rage, took a shower, and came out to his walk-in closet to change into loungewear. His body felt refreshed, but his eyes were clouded with gloom.
Wei Anning, don't think you can provoke me and walk away unscathed.
In the middle of the night, Wei Anning was suddenly jolted awake by a nightmare. She sat up in bed, a chill running down her spine, with terrifying scarlet filling her vision. She picked up her phone to check the time; it was only three-thirty in the morning.
She wiped the cold sweat off her forehead, lifted the blanket and got out of bed. She went to the bathroom, stood in front of the vanity, and looked at the woman in the mirror whose face was as pale as paper. She closed her eyes; was this still her?
