Get Spoiled after Travelling into A Novel

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.”“

of her male assistants quickly pulled out his phone to make the

mirror with a vicious glare. Through gritted

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

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

from years of smoking, but it was still pleasant

cars.

loaded bullets into his

that in front of him, or he’ll flip

The High

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

raised an eyebrow. Although Oliver wasn’t very tall, he still stood at five feet eight. He wasn’t

later. His close combat skills aren’t great; having him here now would be risky for us. He’ll be here to back us

King nodded. “Makes sense.

the three of

carefree demeanor, was brilliant

they were unbeatable. They needed

Do we really have to hide in this dump? I’m going to puke

be patient. Moving

slumped back

wanted to scroll his phone to pass the time but

getting more

of holding an auction in such secrecy? Do

living test subjects were emotionless, fearless,

correspondingly, they were also time–ticking bombs. If trained correctly, they

you would become their prey if

been discovered in the test subjects. Not everyone

Leon’s ears twitched.

straight, drawing a pistol from his