Silly Bride novel (Winnie and Xavier)

Instead, he preferred natural beauties without any makeup.

For that reason, she didn’t apply any makeup after selecting her outfit. She merely gathered her hair up and pinned it to the back of her head with a hairpin.

Although her hairstyle was simple, that hairpin was anything but.

Like the necklace around her neck, it was customized and could be turned into a sharp, deadly weapon when one was in danger.

After doing all that, she promptly opened the door and strode out.

At that moment, the woman outside was smoking. When she saw Winnie stepping out of the room, she swiftly tossed the cigarette butt away.

She initially wanted to snub it out, but she could no longer take her eyes off Winnie once her gaze alighted on the latter.

She stared at Winnie blankly for a long while before she remembered that she hadn’t snubbed the cigarette out and hastily stomped on it a few times.

Grinning from ear to ear, she said to Winnie, “I knew you were a stunning beauty the second I saw you, but you always wore long dresses, so it was too conservative. It was a waste of your stellar figure. Look at you now! You’re breathtaking with just a change of clothes. No wonder Chris stayed away from women in the past. It turned out that he disdained the likes of us. You’re truly too beautiful!”

“Really? So I’ll undoubtedly be able to snatch Chris back?” Winnie pretended to be a bimbo.

The woman giggled. “I’m afraid that all the men present tonight will be bewitched by you, not just Chris!”

Winnie deliberately frowned. “Who wants to bewitch those men? I only want Chris. He’s my boyfriend, and I won’t share him with any other woman. Likewise, I won’t betray him!”

“Boyfriend?” The woman guffawed, seemingly both in mockery and jealousy. “I really envy you for having such confidence when you’re in such a place. Let’s go. He might go off with someone else if you’re late.”

Shortly after, Winnie arrived at the pool with the woman.

It wasn’t her first time visiting that place.

Previously, she came over to look for Jacinta, only to happen across the Horton family having internal strife. When she came over with Christopher the next day, she saw a few people removing the dead bodies in the pool.

At that time, the dead bodies floated on the water motionlessly. Even the water in the pool had been stained red by their blood.

Tonight, however, it was vibrant and lively. The pool was full of men and women cheering excitedly as they enjoyed themselves without restraint.

Winnie’s gaze swept over the crowd at lightning speed before it finally fell on the host there, Harold.

He was the youngest among the major players in Jipsdale, only in his early thirties that year.

Over here, everyone addressed him as “Mr. Horton.” On the surface, he indeed appeared handsome, suave, and elegant.

But beneath his gentle persona, he was the most ruthless of the three local major drug lords, often committing the most brutal acts with his smile intact.

Not only was he vicious, but he was also perceptive. As such, Winnie’s gaze didn’t stay on him for long. In the next heartbeat, she shifted her gaze to Christopher, who sat across from Harold. At the same time, she sauntered toward them.

Sure enough, the woman earlier was right in that Winnie bewitched all the men present as soon as she made an appearance.

Even the women around the men couldn’t help staring at her.

Many who had never seen her started whispering among themselves.

The subject revolved around where exactly such a stunning beauty came from, whose woman she was, whether they could bed her, and the like.

Unsurprisingly, as she took everyone’s breath away, she quickly attracted Harold’s attention.

At the sight of Winnie in a white one-piece swimsuit, looking radiant even without makeup, Harold dropped his hand from around the woman he was hugging.

Whoa! It’s really been a long time since I’ve last seen such a natural beauty. She’s simply an angel among this crowd of heavily made-up women. How absolutely stunning!

Wesley was also sitting across from Harold then.

When he noticed the latter eyeing Winnie, he instantly declared, “Mr. Horton, that’s Vivian, whom I escorted back yesterday. She’s Chris’ woman.”

Smiling, he turned to Christopher. “You’ve got good taste. I heard she had been here previously, and you only chose her among many. Why didn’t you

that, Christopher chuckled. Well, well, well… He even knows such a tiny detail. It looks like Wesley has told him quite a

send her to you in

when I presented you with women in the past. For a time, I thought your sexual orientation was different from ours. Later, I heard from Wesley that you’re particular when it comes to women. Why did your obsession

Christopher took a sip of wine before continuing, “She resembles my last woman closely, especially in terms

personality do you like in a woman?” Harold queried

“Well, I’m a normal man, so I naturally like women who are sensible, docile, biddable, gentle, and

at Winnie, who was about to reach them. “Is she really as good as you

Christopher wore a smile on his face while he spoke. It

on his face

took a fancy to her, Hal? I can do anything for you, but I

Harold reached out and patted him on the shoulder. “Don’t be so scared. You’ve finally found a woman you like, so I’m genuinely happy for you. I won’t possibly

to his feet. “I’ll bring her over

bobbed his head in

Christopher had left, he sprang to his

resembling his dead woman by sheer coincidence, Mr. Horton? That woman is more than likely suspicious, and they’re both

Harold pinned a sharp

under my command acts in a similar fashion, will there be any more order henceforth? If you’re really that capable, show me proof. At that time, I’ll definitely torture him to the point that he wishes for death, even without you having to play any tricks. But if you keep playing games

threat was no joke, for he could undoubtedly make

Mr. Horton. I’ll be

him a

drawled with a faint smile, “Why are you still standing here? Go back and sit down. Act naturally without giving away your suspicions, lest he becomes disillusioned. If you were to kill Chris, you would have to take over his work. You might not want to admit it, but he’s indeed

gritted his teeth, resentment blazing hotly within him. “Okay, I

had he finished speaking than Christopher walked over

he hurriedly stood up ingratiatingly. “You’re back, Chris, Vivian. Quick,

course, that was all an act. But then, Christopher was no greenhorn either. He

here. Here, I’ll toast you. Thank you for picking her up that day when I couldn’t make it since I had

he spoke, he hugged

Winnie gently leaned against the man’s

her head, she regarded Wesley while smiling gently. “Yeah, I’m really grateful to you for having taken

her face, the look in her eyes as she stared

could perceive it clearly. The same went for Harold,

her eyes while

so there’s

on Wesley’s shoulder, Christopher had him sit. Then, he

to you before. She’s my woman. Vivian, this is Mr. Horton, whom I

his voice as gentle as ever. “There’s no need to address me as ‘Mr. Horton.’ Just call me

someone respectfully handed him a

the monetary gift out to Winnie, his dark eyes dancing with merriment. “Consider this a meeting gift from me since we’re meeting

didn’t take it but instinctively looked at Christopher

spoke as

Mr. Horton is giving it to you. But you can’t be disrespectful simply because he’s good-natured,

in acquiescence, Winnie slowly reached out

the man, she flashed him

address him as “Mr. Horton,” yet she

he held the back of her head with his hand

what I

smiling without any change in expression. “I heard

deeply. “What’s the meaning of this? Are you challenging me? Why

always been my personality.” Winnie languidly smoothed her hair that had gone messy from his actions. Without showing him any respect, she sat down right before

that his chest heaved violently. “You played

piece of fruit, Winnie tossed it into her

even bother sparing him a look as she snickered and retorted, “Don’t make it sound so serious. We

expect her to reveal her true colors so quickly. At the sight of Christopher utterly anguished as she picked on him, he couldn’t

Vivian! You even duped our innocent Chris and had us

up!” Christopher bellowed, flying off his handle when he heard the man chiming in at

again, the gun in his

the muzzle of the gun pressed against her temple, Winnie arched a