Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

"Ahhh!!! I'm so pissed!" Emily Quest broke down.

She should not have accepted the man's invitation in the first place. Regret sat in her stomach, drowning her in dread.

***

There were a few cars at the hotel's underground parking lot.

The darkness around them was absolute, and the silence was oppressive.

In the black Rolls-Royce limousine, Christopher Lancelot was languidly sitting on the back seat of the car with his legs crossed and his eyes closed.

He was wearing a white dress shirt and a pair of black trousers.

The first three buttons of his shirt were unfastened, revealing his imposing chest muscle.

The daunting aura exuded by him was intensified in the darkness.

There were two rows of black-clad men standing beside the car. The lineup was formidable.

The people who passed by the parking lot could hardly stop to turn and look at them.

Suddenly, the car door was opened. A young man with the glossy slicked back hair hung his head respectfully. "Master Lancelot, the video is right here. What should I do next?"

and tell him where she is

and bedsheets as you ordered. I've also cut the wire of the landline.

sneered, then looked at Tucker in the driver's seat. "Let's

the order, the young man immediately closed the

soon started the

man. However, Tucker had a strange feeling that he was not the same Master Lancelot

had been acting like a hero without

secretly protecting Xyla

selection of the theme park's design. Without hesitation, he had ordered the young man

through the rear-view mirror. He had a thoughtful look on his face, yet he did not dare to make

not dare to think what his master would do if Emily had done

Emily would have disappeared off the face of the

***

and down the room anxiously. She could not describe

curtains flashed

quickly turned to

in the room were not made of cloth. They

not a single piece of cloth in the entire

going to stay here for the

been in the room

failed to come up with

Knock knock knock...