Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

Xyla was interested in this topic as well. She shifted her gaze to Henry.

“Do you even have a heart? I’m here, agonizing, but you’re still laughing.” Henry frowned, looking upset.

“Seems like there’s drama,” Sebastian deduced.

“Thanks to your jinx, that person really was a shemale. The girl who did the video call with me was hired by him. Whenever he chatted with me through voice message, he used a voice changer, f*ck…” Henry explained.

Xyla couldn’t help smiling at that, but she remained silent as she continued listening earnestly.

“Hahaha… Was it really a shemale? I’m dying of laughter. Say, are you a shemales magnet? You keep meeting shemales in your online dating experiences, hahaha…” Sebastian was holding his sides in laughter.

“The main point was, he got scammed again. That girl weaved a tragic story, saying that her father has Uremia and a kidney transplant that required five hundred thousand. She didn’t have the money, so she had to work a lot of jobs every day. He believed her and transferred her the money,” Gary supplemented.

“Ahem ahem ahem… Isn’t this the same trick that you fell for the last time you tried online dating? Bro, only you would fall into the same trap twice.” Sebastian couldn’t resist rolling his eyes at Henry.

Henry frowned in annoyance and took a long draw of his cigarette. “What do you know? It’s different this time. She even showed me her father’s hospitalization bill, okay?”

absolutely right. What happened then? After that person took your money, did they block

would I have the nerve to make a police report? Isn’t it already embarrassing enough? I only got someone to dig this person up and realized that he was a

Sebastian asked, “And then?”

replied, “Of course, I asked him for the money back, but he only returned me four hundred thousand. He gambled away the other hundred thousand and asked me to give him a week to fund the

Henry Armstrong’s heart lived a sweet and naive saintess? To actually

cripple you. I’ve already told you that the scam is a little different from last time.” Henry jabbed his

winced and quickly massaged where it hurt, complaining, “Are

“If you keep

won’t let anyone say it.

didn’t interrupt but she kept holding in her laughter. It was reaching a

He wouldn’t dare do anything to you,”

an awkward smile, saying dishonestly, “I don’t

hear hints of purity from Gary’s and the man’s own description of himself. Evert though they were gangsters, there was still some sincerity in his heart. At least he still had

You can laugh

piped up, “Do you have to be like that,