Under the Heiress' Facade

The Lady Lytionless, seemingly unconscious. Her long black hair covered her face, making her features indistinguishable

Aaron was about to offer help when he saw how the lady was struggling, but the elevator stopped.

They arrived at the froth floor.

Bernard nudged Aaron.

Aaron had no choice but to mind his own business. He stepped out of the elevator and headed straight for the private room.

The girl being carried looks to have good bone structure. She’s definitely beauty Boss, why did you stop me

There was no response after he finished speaking; When be turned around, he realized that there was no

Boss? Where did he go?

Did he not get out of the elevator?

Did Bernard stop Aaron so that he could strike up a conversation with the lady?

one behind him.

On the eighth floor of the Imperial Hotel, Giselle struggled to carry Hera and make her way to Room Hod.

She felt as if there was an icy stare behind her, causing her to quicken her pace involuntarily.

Room Boi’s door was slightly ajan.

Geselle hurriedly entered the room with Hera on her back, then quickly closed the door to block out the feeling of being watched.

“is the pretty little lady here?” Michael Gallagher came out of the bathroom in a bathrobe and greeted Giselle with a perverted smile when he saw her placing Heron the bed.

At just a glance from afar, he judged that Hera must be even more beautiful in person than in the photos

Giselle gasped for breath and said, “Mr. Gallagher, enjoy yourself. Please confirm the investment as soon as possible. Also, don’t tell my did about this. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Michael readily agreed and then went back to the bathroom to blow dry his wet hair

As Giselle turned to leave, she suddenly felt her clothes being caught on something.

She realized it was Hera’s hand when she turned back!

She was surprised. The drug she used could make someone unconscious for two hours at the very minimum, so how did Hera wake up so quickly?

She looked up and felt relieved when she saw that Hera’s eyes were closed

Hera must have grabbed her when she wasn’t paying attention

Giselle tried to pull away, but Hera’s grip was too strong. She hadn’t expected Hera to have such a strong grip even while unconscious

She had no choice but to lean in to release Hera’s grasp.

What she didn’t see was the silver needle on the fingertips of Hera’s other hand.

After Mr. Gallagher finished drying his hair and came out of the bathroom, he caught a whiff of a faint pleasant fragrance, like aromatherapy.

He thought to himself that Giselle was quite considerate.

“pretty little lady, let’s have some fun,” he said as he took off his bathrobe and moved toward the lady lying on the bed.

Giselle was suddenly awakened by the bervy weight pressing down on her. Michael had already to her clothes apart before she could figure out how she ended up on the bed.

She pushed him away in a panic. “Mr. Gallagher, let go of me. I’m Giselle! You’ve got the wrong person!”

Michael, however, seemed possessed. He continuously tore at Giselle’s clothes.

“Pretty little lady, don’t struggle. The more you struggle, the more excited I get. Hahaha.”

Terrified, Giselle screamed, “Ah! Mr. Gallagher, you’ve got the wrong person!!! |

In her panic, she grabbed an ashtray on the bedside table and smashed it on his head

Michael grunted, awakened from his daze.

“How dare you hit me!” he exclaimed while touching his forehead, which was covered in blood.

“You’ve got the wrong person!” Giselle was already crying in fear as she huddled at the head of the bed, chitching her torn clothes tightly.

At that moment, there was a sudden bang as the door was lucked open

A group of police officers rushed in. “Freeze”

“We received a report that there was a sexual transaction taking place here. Please come with us!

The pole e quickly apprehended the two people on the bed.