All Novel Romance
Chapter 1197
Ryan probed, “What are you feeling?”
After a pause, she finally spoke.
“She has a lovely smile. I hope she keeps smiling.”
Despite her words, the sarcastic smile that crossed her lips conveyed her true feelings more accurately.
She laid down her spoon and said, “You aim to ruin Marcus, while I aim to return to him. Our goals are different.”
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Ryan picked up Millie’s photo and tapped it.
“Right now, our objectives align. I want her. She’s a talented jewelry designer.”
A derisive smile crept onto her face.
“In a way, she resembles Rosa.”
Ryan was taken aback. Indeed, from a certain angle, Millie did bear a resemblance to Rosa. It took him back to the day he’d lured Millie into a dark room and touched her face.
Meanwhile, the man placed Rhea onto the bed in a different room.
After setting up a camera, he couldn’t contain his excitement and began disrobing. He caressed her face and admired, “Such smooth skin.”
The following morning, Rhea awoke feeling sore all over. Turning, she found herself touching a fleshy, pudgy man. Revulsion filled her as she let out a scream.
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“Good morning, little beauty,” said the man.
Horrified, Rhea bolted upright, realizing she was unclothed. She snatched up the quilt to cover herself. The uncomfortable and sticky sensation was a grim reminder of the night’s events.
“Ugh…” She felt Like throwing up.
She recognized him. He was Gianni, a fabric merchant often seen at high-class social events.
Gianni sat up, his paunch becoming visible.
“Come on, don’t be Like that. You were into it last night.”
Rhea felt her head might burst.
“Be quiet, why is a swine like you here?”
Seething, she picked up a vase from the nightstand, ready to smash it over Gianni’s head. Clearly, she’d had too much to drink last night, and this vile man had exploited her vulnerable state. She was nauseated.
With a resounding crash, the vase connected with Gianni’s forehead, drawing blood.