Don't Try to Escape, My Wife!

Main hall?

Generally speaking, no one else could live in the main hall other than the master.

The owner of this place was Elvis. Could it be him?

Recalling what Elvis had done, Nicole thought it was beyond the bounds of possibility.

The more puzzled she was, the more anxiously she wanted to leave. Just as they were about to reach the main hall's entrance, someone suddenly stopped them.

"Ms. Nicole, Ms. Audrey, you seem to have gone to the wrong place. I told you that no one was allowed to come here."

Harley's sudden appearance did not surprise Nicole.

A note went wrong at the violin.

Nicole suddenly shouted.

"It should be a high note. You played it wrong."

As soon as she finished, the music stopped abruptly.

"Who is outside?"

Elvis' voice suddenly came, carrying a trace of anger.

Harley trembled and hurriedly said, "It's Ms. Nicole."

"Nicole?"

"It's me. I just want to know who played this violin. It's not bad, but it seems that he hasn't received any special training. There are some mistakes about fingering."

Elvis' face darkened as he heard it.

"Scram! Stop talking, or I will...."

"Kill me? That's right. People like you will do anything. However, even if you kill me, I still want to say that you played in rhythm, but your fingering was wrong."

"Let her come in."

Just as Nicole finished speaking, a pure voice sounded.

This was not Elvis' voice, but a girl's.

Nicole was immediately stunned.

Was there really a girl?

Was her previous guess correct?

Elvis kept a woman as his lover, and he loved this woman?

Nicole frowned slightly.

She heard Elvis say in a lower voice, "Don't have to listen to her nonsense. You played very well."

"Elvis, I know that you are flattering me, but I have a clear understanding of my weakness. She is right. No one teaches me music and I learn everything by myself since my childhood. I have always longed for a teacher, but.... Since I have an opportunity now, can you let us exchange our views?"

The girl's voice was especially gentle and comfortable, just like her music, pure and clean.

This was how Nicole felt.

could such a pure woman be

couldn't figure it

was also a

with a woman. Why did

gently, "Alright, I

"Alright."

he

"You know violin?"

that you care about that

Elvis' expression immediately changed.

think clearly what you should say

"Otherwise what?"

afraid of Elvis. Under the circumstances, what

that his entire body trembled,

as stubborn

course. I'm his daughter. Your threat

no matter what I did, she doesn't know anything. She's as clean as her

"Are you begging me?"

looked a little proud,

begged her for a woman. This

any airs and whispered, "Yes, I'm begging you. I'm begging you to keep a quiet pure land and pure sky for her. This island was built for her. Don't you notice it? It's like a palace. I built it for her. She can do whatever she wants here. She can

who said those words, Nicole would definitely

from going in or just shut up. You have no right to tell me what I should

angered Elvis. He grabbed Audrey's neck and said coldly, "If you dare to destroy her

don't dare. You still want my mother's

Nicole was fearless.

She is my last good thing. If you destroy her, so what if I destroy the whole

Nicole was shocked.

woman was the only person he cared about. Then maybe Nicole should build a good relationship with that girl. Perhaps

Nicole's mind was racing.

I promise I won't say

front of me. Nicole, it's up to you whether you want

finished speaking, he

and said, "Do what you want to do. Don't worry about me. I'm a

know what's good for her, I will

Elvis' threat worked.

and Nicole were furious,

I promise you.

Nicole

entering the main hall, Nicole had noticed that Elvis chose a pure European design style. This place was mainly white. It looked so clean and pure that people didn't have the

Nicole, please change your

still in a daze when someone took a step forward and gave her

need to get

"Yes."

lowering his head, showing great

know the

tell that it was an

should she

Nicole did not know.

looked around. Cleaners, cooks, or some other kinds of workers were all in aseptic

was a sterile

Elvis

What a sick man!

he was a neat freak, he shouldn't

walked in with