My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 114.

Xanthea listened as the group splashed insults on her, her eyebrows gradually knitting together. She wanted to hit them but was outnumbered, and she didn’t want to cause a scene that might disrupt the upcoming film’s opening ceremony. So, she pretended to be cheerful and yelled outward, “Movie King, you have arrived?”

At her words, the group of overzealous fans quickly turned around. There was nothing but emply. When they turned back around, Xanthea had already gone.

“She’s getting away, chase her!”

The crowd, furious and aggressive like zombies hungry for flesh, chased after her, Xanthea was scared and ran in the opposite direction of the launch event. A few minutes later, she found herself at a busy street with no crosswalk in sight.

Oh no! A dead end!

As she turned to see the pack of fans almost catching up to her, her mind raced for a solution when a discreetly luxurious black Maybach came to a halt in front of her.

Could this be her miraculous escape?

the heaven! And the owner of this

open the door and dove in, panting. “Sorry to bother you, but I need a ride–someone is

me”

gasped for breath and looked up at the man

or fate that whenever she faced danger, she would

a bead of sweat on her forehead, his eyes narrowing

nothing” Xanthea stuttered, awkwardly brushing her hair behind her ear, trying to appear calm. “I just need

words were cut short as a series of loud knocks and banging on the car window erupted from

up! Come out, you vixen,

if you don’t come

rolled down the window, and Xanthea, in panic, pressed her hands

window of the

late. The dark, obsidian–like window of the Maybach had been slid down.

all speechless, stunned