No longer a pushover

A cold voice rang out from behind Xenia. She turned around stiffly and saw Noelle standing at the doorway.

Noelle walked up slowly and stared at her. "Do you want me dead that badly?"

"Why are you here, Noelle? You must have misheard me! I wasn't talking about you just now," Xenia replied.

She broke into a cold sweat from panic. She was certain that Noelle should have been unconscious after drinking the drugged milk. She could not comprehend why Noelle was in front of her.

Noelle smirked and then stepped forward to knock Xenia unconscious without hesitation. She was curious to see what exactly Xenia had planned for her.

Noelle easily dragged Xenia back to her bedroom. After thinking for a while, she decided to put her on her bed and turn off the lights.

She then hid herself in the bathroom, eager to see what would happen next.

Time passed by slowly, and the bedroom door eventually creaked open. The silhouette of a man could be seen slipping inside.

than Gordon. He was reeking of

woman sound asleep. He then reached out

drunkenly cursed out under his breath. "You bitch. Did you have fun insulting me and kicking me out of the house? Now I'm going to fuck you! So what if you're

curled up into a cold sneer as she listened to his vulgar insults. It would seem that it was the climax of Xenia's

her efforts, Noelle felt that Xenia ought to play the role of the main character herself. She could not help but wonder what kind of face Xenia would make

quiet bedroom became filled with soft moans mixed with Gordon's insults. Suddenly, the

into the room and

immediately enraged upon seeing the pair entangled on the bed. "Gordon! What the

opened his eyes. He flinched when he

called me here! She said that she had something to tell me since I'm leaving

going to fucking kill you!" Frank's eyes

The drunk Gordon muttered,

again and

Donovan and Blake arrived in the room, too. The weird scent in the room instantly darkened