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Chapter 162 The High Priest Is Here

As Anna had anticipated, after hanging up the phone, Hannah swept everything off the table in a fit of

rage.

Crash!

the cosmetics and expensive jewelry were scattered across the floor.

The hairstylist, startled by Hannah’s sudden outburst, accidentally tugged her hair.

“Ahh!” Hannah yelped while clutching her head. Before anyone could react, she stood up and slapped the hairstylist hard across the face.

“Clumsy fooll”

The hairstylist was knocked to the ground by the force. Hannah stomped on her with her high heels to vent her anger.

“Ahh. Ms. Hannah, I’m sorry! Ms. Hannah.

The hairstylist’s painful cries echoed in the dressing room. The other staff and assistants were terrified and they dared not intervene. They held their breath and trembled as they stepped back.

They knew that Hannah was vicious and ruthless. Misfortune would land on their family if they made her

angry.

Hannah finally snapped out of it when the hairstylist was bleeding profusely. However, Hannah felt no fear seeing that. A sick satisfaction flickered in her eyes instead.

She picked up a wet wipe and meticulously wiped her fingers before tossing it on the floor.

Then, she looked up at the people huddled in the corner. “Why are you guys spacing out? Call an ambulance.”“

One of her male assistants quickly pulled out his phone to

snorted and looked in the mirror with a vicious glare. Through gritted teeth, she spat

in a dark, musty basement storage room lit by a single dim yellow bulb, Leon

His hair was tied up and his devilish features were accentuated by the dim light and the smoke from his cigarette dangling from

is that fool here?” His voice was husky, likely from years of

cars.

bullets into his

in front of

162 The High Priest

out his cigarette on the ground. “He couldn’t even reach

raised an eyebrow. Although Oliver wasn’t very tall, he still

him here now would be risky for us. He’ll be

King nodded. “Makes sense.

the three of them always

at long–range sniping, Leon was a close–combat expert, and Oliver, despite his carefree demeanor, was brilliant at cleaning up the mess. He could easily retrieve surveillance

were unbeatable. They needed each

we start? Do we really have to hide in this dump? I’m going to puke if we stay here any longer. I even wore my award–winning outfit to

and said, “Soon, be patient. Moving out now could

slumped back on

scroll his phone to pass the time but there wasn’t

was getting more

an auction in such secrecy? Do they even dare to use the test subjects? Stupid

test subjects were emotionless, fearless,

were also time–ticking bombs. If

become their prey if you can’t control

discovered in the

Leon’s ears twitched. “Someone’s

sat up straight, drawing a