Christoff’s eyes lit up immediately when her heard that as he caged her between his arms and the wall, his voice provocative and flirtatious. “How are you going to fix me? You can take care of everything for me instead! If I’m all good, we’re even; if something is wrong, you must treat me until it gets better.”
Olivia looked up at him, her dark eyes were clear, and there was no trace of fear on her face. ‘Aren’t you afraid that I’ll make things worse?”
Hearing her shady voice, Christoff felt a chill down his spine. He did hesitate for a moment. He just witnessed the whole process of this woman bringing Azalea down with his own eyes. Although he didn’t know how she did it. the immediate outcome left him beyond words.
If he confronted her head-to-head, she might not be his opponent. However, the idea that she might pull a surprise trick made him go numb. All of a sudden, he didn’t want to force her into a corner anymore after the previous incident where she made his whole arm go numb.
Bumping his head to hers, he snickered, “How heartless are you?!” Although his tone softened, he didn’t intend to let go of her at all.
Olivia raised her eyes and stared at him. “My conscience depends on who’s the other party. If you treat me with conscience, I will return you with more and not less! If you don’t, I guarantee to treat you with absolute cruelty!”
Christoff pinched her chin with one hand and teased her, “One day, I will make you submit to me willingly!” Turning her head away, she broke away from him and remarked, “It’s good to have a dream!”
Christoff backed away little by little and finally let go of her. He deliberately pretended to be weak as if he had just woken up and opened the door. Coincidentally, he bumped into a waiter who had passed by, so he called out to him. “Hey, come here.”
The waiter walked up to him and greeted, “Good day, sir. How may I help you?” After glancing around the corridor, he noticed something might have happened, so he inquired, “What happened?”
The waiter seemed hesitant for a while before answering, “N-Nothing.” Christoff reached into his pocket and pulled out a stack of cash, stuffing it into the waiter’s hand. “Tell me honestly.”
The waiter was flattered and hurriedly pushed the money back to him. “No, thanks. Princess Azalea and Mr. Nolan are making out in the room, and it was broadcast live. I’m afraid the King of the City doesn’t allow me to say it.”
Hearing that, Christoff was completely shocked. ‘Live broadcast? You mean Eugene and Princess Azalea?” The waiter replied, “Yes.”
Christoff continued prodding, “How’s the situation now?” “The live broadcast is still going on, and the King of the City has already taken his men to their room,” the waiter responded.
“Thanks. Just take the money. Christoff then shoved the money forcibly into the waiter’s palms and returned to the room. Somehow, he was delighted to hear the news.
He then looked at Olivia with a gloating. expression. “It seems that your boyfriend is at sc*mbag!” Olivia had already heard the conversation between the two of them clearly behind the door, about how Eugene and Azalea making out was broadcast live.
She didn’t know whether she should be angry or worried. Eugene had obviously fallen into Sirius’ scheme. A live broadcast meant that every prominent figure in Nambahd was able to watch it. How was Eugene going to get away unscathed at this point? At the very least, her had to marry Azalea, but she also felt like he deserved to end up that way. If he weren’t intimate with her, how could he have fallen for Sirius’ scheme?
The only thing she couldn’t fathom was… what did he take her for? Christoff was right. Eugene was sober. He wasn’t drugged.
