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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.”“

her male assistants quickly pulled out his phone to make the

with a vicious glare. Through

lit by a single dim

was sitting next to him. His hair was tied up and his devilish features

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

cars.

bullets into his

front of him,

High Priest Is

his cigarette on the ground. “He couldn’t even reach my knees even if he jumped

tall, he still

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

King nodded. “Makes sense.

Sect, the three

sniping, Leon was a close–combat expert, and Oliver, despite his carefree demeanor, was brilliant at cleaning up the mess.

They needed each other in every

impatiently checked his watch and frowned as he asked, “When do 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 meet you, and now it’s

“Soon, be patient. Moving out now could alert

back on

to pass the time but there wasn’t any signal in this

getting

the point of holding an auction in such secrecy? Do they even

subjects were

time–ticking bombs. If trained correctly, they would

would become their prey if you can’t control

weaknesses that had been discovered

ears twitched. “Someone’s

sat up straight, drawing a