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?"

her husband, and tell him where she is now."

shoes, towels, bathrobes, and bedsheets as you ordered. I've also cut the wire

Tucker in the driver's

man immediately closed

soon started

his closest right-hand man. However, Tucker had a strange feeling that he was not the same Master Lancelot he knew

a hero

was always secretly protecting

reported to him that Xyla was bullied by Emily during the selection of the theme park's design. Without hesitation, he had ordered the young man to set a trap for

He had a thoughtful look on his face, yet he did not dare to make a

his master would do if Emily had done something even more

off the face

***

and down the room

image of curtains

quickly turned

she notice that the curtains in the room were not made of cloth. They were

single piece of cloth

to stay here

in the room for an hour

she failed to come up with any solution to get out of

Knock knock knock...