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.

anything connected to the Garcias. Don’t say anything. She

want these issues to bother

exchanged glances before

same city. A remote villa was

held Claude’s arm. She took the initiative to throw herself into his arms

happy

cheek flirtatiously. He had a frivolous

eyes.

and said sweetly. Thank finding a heart that matches mine. You have kept every promise

you

for

it’s nothing!” Claude exclaimed, laughing heartily.

slid across his face, a hint of

me over. From now on, you have

smiled, bent

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

me? As soon as I wake up from surgery, please tell me the good

very agreeable, with his beloved in his

say it; as long as you want

and ruthless light.

“I want Neera…dead!”

in her eyes. She quickly changed

Actually, I don’t want her to die. I want her to have a life that’s worse than death.

to assist me in capturing her? Every waking second of her life

bother to mask her animosity as she squeezed this sentence out.

would be if Neera were one of the women.

b*tch would be treated like a dog and