My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 143

“Xan? Xan, what’s wrong? Are you in danger? Is Orion trying to hurt you?”

“Huh.”

She smirked coldly.

“Orion hurt me? No way, I’m perfectly safe with him. Sure, he can be a bit of a bad boy, but,”

But what?

Xanthea furrowed her brow, feeling like she was forgetting something.

She tried hard to remember, but couldn’t. The noise on the other end of the phone was too much, and she abruptly hung up. As soon as she did, it came back to her, “Oh right! He won’t hurt me, but he might hurt you guys. Be careful.”

“You’ve been so naughty, Ori will help me get my revenge!”

She lifted her head proudly, hands on her hips.

Seconds later, she looked around confusedly, “Where am I? How did I get here? I’m so tired and sleepy, I just want to go home.”

steps forward to a trash can, bent down, “Ah,

her phone and was about to dive into the trash can, but suddenly a warm large hand grabbed her arm

“Ms. Nightshade.”

“Huh?”

seemed like each had been meticulously crafted by the divine–arching brows like polished onyx, deep–set eyes, a sharp nose,

could someone be so handsome, so tall? His face, his build, made her want to gulp. Orion pulled her close, his breath heavy

а

his tie, her sparkling eyes curving into

at his face.

as she stared intently

son are you? So good–looking–I’ve seen all the high–profile young masters in Havenbrook how

tie, her lips curling into a teasing smile, clearly flirting with

paused, then his

Was she drunk?

Ms Nightshade, you’ve

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head proudly, boasting, “I am, after all, the precious heiress

and out. Men line up from