Chapter 1481

“I’m heading back to the villa,” Mr. Azrjel responded nonchalantly.

Every now and then, the headlights from passing cars would illuminate his face through the car window. He was sitting in the backseat, his long brows, and deep–set eyes visible, lips slightly parted, expressionless. He was like an exquisite gem, radiating an air of aloof nobility.

He wasn’t sharp or cold, but he gave off a sense of distance.”

The car finally stopped in front of a classical–style villa. The headlights lit up the mansion hidden in the darkness. The assistant stepped out of the car and respectfully opened the car door for Mr. Azriel, who got out and looked at the villa calmly.

Looking at the pitch–black villa, the assistant felt a slight fear. “Maybe, the cleaners didn’t pay the electricity bill…”

“Alright, you can take care of it later. Move all of my stuff over here tomorrow.”

“Sure!”

After the assistant agreed, Mr. Azriel had already walked towards the villa. The assistant watched as Mr. Azriel opened the door and went in, then got back in the car and left.

On the way, the assistant paid the electricity bill for the villa.

Azriel took out his phone and turned on the flashlight. After a quick look around at the entrance; he found the stairs to the second floor and headed up.

About ten minutes later, the lights in the villa came on after the assistant paid the electricity bill. The entire villa lit up instantly.

daze. Seeing the

Azriel was about to get into bed,

peacefully sleeping Phoebe. Her face was innocent and flawless; she looked very calm when she was asleep. She was very pretty when she slept. But

his spot in the bed; Azriel didn’t

to take a closer look. He lifted his finger and gently tapped Phoebe’s chin, moving her head slightly to get a better look. Then he drew back his hand, stood up straight, and

Phoebe’s skin left Azriel deep

to the other side of the bed, pulled back

took up one side of the bed, as if there was an invisible line in the middle, neither disturbing

her eyes, looked at the ceiling, and remembered

bed, her eyes slowly widening in fear. She slowly lifted the covers and saw that she was still

But…

Was he a thief, or a homeless man? Did he target her

She got out of bed as quietly as she could and left the room.

dialed 911.

gotten up when he was taken

party had caused quite a stir the

and Abelard was exposed, and even Heather’s public refusal of Wendy’s proposal to marry Abelard, and Grace’s strong response,

too much, like

so arrogant and rude.

arranged to marry Abelard. But Heather’s words

doesn’t want to marry her, and

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