Alex Rockefeller showed Lady Beatrice Assex the same video Lord Lex Gunther had sent him about Vanya
Tyler licking toilet bowls. “Oh, my god!” Although Alex moved his phone away, he still felt disgusted by watching through the screen. He couldn’t take it anymore, and he started to wonder if he should call Lord Lex Gunther so they could stop
licking those latrines.
To his surprise, Lady Beatrice suddenly pounced on him and hugged him. “Uhh?” Alex was stunned. He had never thought he’d be treated this way. But little did he know, Vanya had for a long time been Lady Beatrice’s worst nightmare. Even now, Lady
Beatrice would still often dream about getting bullied by Vanya. Today, Alex helped her beat up Vanya. Now, he even forced Vanya to lick toilet bowls.
As such, it was as if all the previous trauma disappeared in an instant. “Did you get Michelle to help you? Or did you get Zendaya?” Lady Beatrice finally felt embarrassed, and she
let go of Alex Rockefeller. She pulled out a tissue and wiped tears off the corners of her eyes. “…”
How should Alex answer this?

Earlier, Lord Lex Gunther himself had shown up personally, but in the end, none believed it was him. “I
called Michelle. The Yowell family is so powerful that even Thousand Miles Conglomerate needed to show
them respect. Vanya had no choice but to admit defeat… Alright, let’s get out of the car. There are things for
you in the trunk,” Alex said.”
These were all clothes from Chanel that Lord Lex Gunther had brought over just now. Lady Beatrice hadn’t noticed it, but now that she suddenly saw such a large pile of Chanel clothes, she was
stunned. “Are these all mine?” she asked. “Uhh… Probably. The Chanel outlet wanted to compensate you,” Alex said. Alex only told them Lady Beatrice’s measurements. Meanwhile, Lady Dorothy’s figure was a lot wider and
mature than Lady Beatrice’s, and there was a good chance she wouldn’t fit in these. Lady Beatrice checked the clothes out. She’d be lying if she said she didn’t like them.
In school, she was often
teased as the pretty but poor girl since she was the poorest among the other pretty girls. She had never even
worn any clothes from Chanel. This time, Madame Claire brought her into Chanel, intending to get Alex to pay. “How did they know my measurements?” Lady Beatrice looked at the label. Indeed, the measurements were
exactly hers.
“You used to make me wash your clothes. I’ve seen them, and I remembered,” Alex replied rhetorically.
“I think… I think I’ve never asked you to wash my underwear before, have I?” Lady Beatrice asked. That’s right. There was even underwear in the shopping bags. In fact, these were also her size. Alex was stunned. “About that… I really didn’t know.” Lady Beatrice bit her red lips. Suddenly, she recalled losing a pair of underwear in the past. She couldn’t find
it no matter how hard she tried.
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