The Woman From Hell

Chapter 98

Looking closely at the architectural style, it did reflect Petra's style a lot. This woman was truly capable. Not only that, but she had such a great eye for investment too. It was no wonder she was able to squeeze into the rankings of the top three richest.

Speaking of Petra, I could not help but recall the topic about her daughter during dinner last time. I asked," Your mother has been searching for her daughter, right? How is it going?”

"I don't know. That's her daughter. It has nothing to do with me.” Xander's eyes narrowed slightly. He was seemingly reluctant to talk about this. I zipped my mouth tactfully. Since ancient times, there would always be plenty of rumors about aristocratic families, and the Nietzsches were not spared.

The speedboat quickly arrived at Breakfast Island. Xander asked me what I wanted to have and I casually said Japanese food. There was no way I was going to come this far to have hotdogs and milk, right?

Therefore, he brought me to a small building with the word 'Japanese' written on the signboard.

On the side of the road, an old man making cotton candy caught my attention. I did not expect to see this here.

I had lost many childhood memories of mine, but I remembered cotton candy. Each of us would hold one while playing on the country roads.

Due to time constraints, I said to Xander, "Go ahead and order some food. I'm going to buy cotton candy.”

"How old are you now? Why are you still so childish?" Xander left while shaking his head.

the cotton candy, reaching out to take it. All of a sudden, a

The distant yet familiar voice rang out beside my

the back of m y neck were proof that I was not dreaming and this was real. Although

was glaring, but my body was encased in ice. My breathing became uneven, and my body began

terrifying voice rang out once more. "We're finally

very slowly

sounded like a beating drum in my ears that went all the way into my heart and soul, leaving

e suffocated.

the spot, too afraid

is this how you’re going to react to our long-awaited encounter? You're making your brother sad and disappointed." He continued to speak unhurriedly in my ear. His voice

I finally stopped my body from trembling. I

way to run. I did not have the guts to look back

pulled him, saying in a trembling voice, "Take me away,

know what was going on, he still pulled me with him and we ran to the

don't speak. We need to leave immediately.” I hugged

speedboat back and I called Cecilia with