NovelAppChapter 988
What should I do if he did something to hurt me?
I did not know the answer to this question, so after taking a bath worriedly, | opened the bathroom door and got
ready to go outside.
The woman was standing outside the door, looking quite anxious. "Can you please hurry up and get changed,
then go downstairs?"
| smiled faintly. "Your country has pretty strange etiquette about showering and getting changed before meeting
someone."
The woman had no plans of chatting withand merely made a gesture to askto go first.
This was my first tleaving the room since entering this villa. The opulent revolving staircase was decorated
with baked porcelain crystals, making the place look extraordinarily extravagant.
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| walked step by step down the stairs and saw the man sitting in the living room.
He drank tea while reading a magazine. His relaxed posture did not ease the coldness on him even a little bit.
Two black-clad men stood beside him, looking as though they were afraid to even breathe too loudly.
"Ms. Lane is here, Sir," the woman muttered while walking up to the man.
Milan seemed deaf to her words as his gaze remained fixed on the magazine.
After a long time, he looked at the man who spoke to m e earlier with dark and stern eyes. "Franky, what's the
status of that batch of stones?"
Franky immediately replied, "They should be here anytnow."
Milan did not ask more questions. His gaze fell on the woman and mildly asked, "How much tdid it take?"
The woman suddenly shivered. "40... minutes."
Milan nodded. "I happen to lack workers to take care o f this batch of stones. You'll go, then."
The woman's expression changed. Her legs went limp as she knelt to the ground, crying and begging, "That
won't happen again, Sir. | promise."
Franky looked at her with sorry eyes and wanted to plead for her, but when he saw the slight frown on Milan's
face, he immediately lowered his head and gave up.
Milan put down the magazine. "I don't like repeating myself."
The woman slowly got up from the floor and glanced a twith resentment in her eyes before leaving.
| stood on the sspot and remained silent the whole time. Milan did not glance atfrom start to finish. It
seemed he had no intention of acknowledging my presence at all.
After an hour, when my legs were hurting from standing too long and I could not stand any longer, | interrupted
his and Franky's conversation, saying, "So you askedto cdownstairs just so I'd stand here, Mister?"
Silence filled the air. Franky looked at me.
Milan still did not look at me. His slender finger started tapping rhythmically on his lap. His demeanor might
seem relaxed and casual, but I could still feel the coldness exuding from his body.
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| frowned. "I have no idea what you do, Mister, but since you intend to takeback, | believe you're more or
less intimidated by the ones who are looking for me. If that's the case, can you please sendback sooner?"
If my eyes were not playing tricks on me, there was a sorry look in Franky's gaze when he looked at me. |
thought it was somewhat puzzling.
This time, Milan spoke. His voice was cold and frosty, " Take Ms. Lane outside for a walk."
| had no idea what this man was up to at this point. Franky walked up toand said, "After you, Ms.
Lane."
"Where are we going?" | asked, looking at Milan.
The man's gaze was icy, and it was hard to read his emotions.
"Having too many questions won't be good for you," Franky said sullenly.
Having said that, he draggedout to the corridor.
| remembered the day | was sent here. Shannon and the rest were taken away on this route. | glanced at Franky «
and stopped fighting, following him without a single complaint.
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