The Enigmatic Return (Nancy’s And Roxanne )

Chapter 833 I Want Neera Dead

Both Cloud and Zephyr confirmed the woman’s identity with a glance at each other.

“That dude with the tan is Claude. Some say he has close ties to the mafia and is actively involved with them. This man can be regarded as a minor leader in Essley. He has strong ties to the black market.”

Cloud’s heart sank as he listened to Zephyr’s explanation.

None of them expected Roxanne to be as stubborn as a cockroach that refuses to die. She may be on her deathbed, but she could still stir trouble. It was a mystery how, by some twist of fate, she ended

up with Claude.

Both of them were now silently staring in that direction.

Having won the auction, Claude cuddled up to her and gave her a passionate kiss and a gentle touch.

He then decided it would be improper to continue their intimacy in the club. He skipped out on the auction and went off with Roxanne instead.

Cloud and Zephyr were not in the mood to hang around after they left.

They rushed back to the manor.

Cloud enthusiastically informed Jean of Roxanne’s sighting tonight.

When Jean learned of this, his complexion darkened. The fact that Roxanne was still alive shocked him.

Ian experienced a similar shock.

“Sir, should we tell Mrs. Beauvort about this?” he inquired, concerned.

matter, Jean flatly declined, “No. Tell her nothing about anyone or anything connected to the Garcias. Don’t say

want these issues to bother

Ian exchanged glances before

city. A remote villa was

She took the initiative to

happy

large hand touched her cheek flirtatiously. He had a

eyes.

sweetly. Thank

you

for

it’s nothing!” Claude exclaimed, laughing

slid across his face, a

over. From now on, you

this statement. He smiled, bent his head, and gave her

bay so she could return the kiss. She then took a few steps back.

into surgery tomorrow. Can you make one more promise to me? As soon

very agreeable, with his beloved in his arms and being

it; as long as you want it, I’ll fulfill all of

cold and ruthless light. Word by word, she whispered in Claude’s

“I want Neera…dead!”

eyes. She quickly changed her

I want her to have

you able to assist me in capturing her? Every waking

her animosity as she squeezed this sentence out.

about how great it would be if Neera were

treated like a dog and subjected to insults, play, and