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 anything. She already has a lot on her

these issues to bother

Ian exchanged glances before concurring.

in the same city. A remote villa was brightly

the initiative to throw herself into his arms as soon as they walked through the door.

happy

her cheek flirtatiously. He had

eyes.

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

you

for

it’s nothing!” Claude

a hint of seduction

From now on, you have my unwavering

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

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

Can you make one more promise to me? As soon as I wake

his beloved

right, say it; as long as you want it,

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

“I want Neera…dead!”

in her eyes. She quickly

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

her? Every waking second of her life should be spent being tormented by

to mask her animosity as she squeezed

if Neera were one of the women. being sold like waste in the club tonight.

a dog and subjected