The door was pushed open with a click, which sounded exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

A pretty girl in a white dress staggered in. With her cheeks flushing red, she leaned against the door panting. It was quite dark in the room, and she cried out in grievance and fear, "Eliot?"

Her voice was soft like that of a newborn kitten, which was enticing.

The man in the room wore a cold expression, but he felt his throat tighten upon hearing this.

"Eliot?"

The girl cried out again in a broken voice. She was afraid of the dark the most. After coming in, she stood against the wall in fear. Upon seeing the faint glow of a floor-lamp shining into the room, she rushed in that direction. However, she missed a step and fell into the swimming pool by accident.

Vincent Scavo's guards, hiding in the dark, looked at each other in surprise, for this girl's unexpected move indeed confused them.

At the previous banquets, a lot of stupid women pretended to be drunk and sneaked into this room. The guards couldn't even remember how many of them had been thrown out...

The sound of water bubbling came from the pool.

A lot of water went into the girl's lungs. She continued to sink, but she kept calling her brother's name. After struggling desperately for a while, she suddenly became motionless with her entire body sinking to the bottom.

The man in the dark frowned. He raised his hand, but his guards didn't take any action. They said respectfully, "Mr. Vincent, it might be her trick."

pool suddenly moved. With a string of bubbles coming out from the bottom, she moved her arms and

revealed a disdainful smile, for it was within their

the shadows put on a colder expression. The guards all knew that Vincent hated

sharp pain in the chest. Then she looked down

scar on her right leg had

Emily touched her face again with disbelief.

Wasn't she

in disbelief. It took her a long time to realize that she was now at the Scavo's in City Y, and this whole drowning in the

uncontrollably. Emily wiped away her tears over and over again. She never dreamed that she would be reborn and

Emily's face looked even redder against the clear water. She looked quite charming even while crying. There was a hint of shock and disbelief on her face a moment ago, but now, only

his eyebrows and recognized her as the retard from the Britts. However, judging from her expression, the man wondered if she was indeed

adjusted his posture and stared at the girl outside the French window with

extremely dizzy and hot, she remembered that she was still under the effects of the

guards were rendered

first time a woman had barged into Vincent's

wind. However, the miserable memory inflicted more pain on her. It was this night that her sister, Elsie Britt, tricked her into drinking the wine mixed with aphrodisiac and asked her to look for her brother here. Back then, as a

aphrodisiac, she was all over her savior in public and was then notoriously known as a retard in

her long white dress that had been soaked in water tightly clung to her body, revealing her curvaceous figure. With her head down, she wrung out the excess water, and her nice breasts were slightly exposed because

man in the shadows shot a cold glance

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