"Enjoy my ass!" Nora couldn’t help but burst into expletives. It was blatant exploitation, and this rascal actually had the audacity to say ‘enjoy’? Was there no humanity left?
"Hehe..." Alvin sneered, his hands not stopping in the slightest. He gave her earlobe a soft kiss, seeming to envelop her in a momentary tenderness that made Nora freeze.
"What’s the difference if you're dead? I wouldn't mind at all!" The next second, oppressive and chilling words rushed over her, and Nora felt goosebumps all over her body. She never would have imagined that in the fleeting moment, "Ah!" she shrieked and then plunged into the endless darkness.
Lastly! What a beast! She never wanted to see him again!
If she had seen his face clearly, she would never have let him off!
He carried her whole body on him, making her bear all his weight. She clung to his neck instinctively, and in that moment, furiously pulled at the buttons of his shirt, holding them tight.
But Alvin seemed to be in a good mood indeed. He pressed down on a switch, unknown where, and suddenly, delightful music echoed around them...
Sick bastard!
...
Nora never thought that she was just going to change into a dress, but she would actually encounter a pervert in the Roosevelt Estate Building! More importantly, the pervert took advantage of her and after finishing, disappeared without a trace!
Damn it!
Nora muttered a curse at least a hundred times, changed back into her dress that hadn’t been ripped, and slowly walked out of the room.
Such a beast! With every step Nora took, it felt like something was tearing apart inside her. She really needed a good rest.
But the finals were about to start.
Can't give up!
I must save my grandma – my friend's dreams should not be shelved, and her grudge must be avenged!
Nora gritted her teeth and walked towards the contest venue.
What she was unaware of was the label on the room key card reading "CEO'S—Suite."
...
In an undistinguished corner, Nora sat, trying hard to calm herself. She had to be steady, treat the recent incident as nothing more than a dog bite, and adjust herself to the best possible state right now – she had to win this championship!
Yet, someone couldn’t stand the sight of her sitting quietly.
"Oh, if it isn’t my precious little sister? Haven’t seen you in two years, and here you are. I thought you were dead!" An acidic, scathing voice echoed from the entrance.
Nora was startled and abruptly lifted her gaze to the woman. Just one glance filled her with endless disgust.
The woman in front of her was dressed in a provocative red gown, giving her a delicate and attractive figure. Her face was tender, appearing harmless. But Nora deeply understood this woman – Cindy Brown, her nominal sister. Just like her mother, Anita Busch, she was a thoroughly evil woman.
Two years ago, Cindy and her mother married into the Brown family, becoming Nora’s stepmother and stepsister. It was also the beginning of Nora’s nightmare. Later on, Anita and Cindy confined her to a pitch-black room...
It was Cindy and Anita who drove her friend, Nora, to death!
She, as she was now, would not let them get away with this!
A cold chuckle escaped from Nora, utter contempt in her voice. "Here I was wondering who’s making such noise, turns out it’s just a bitch yapping."
"What, what did you say?" Cindy was taken aback. Two years ago, no, ever since they met, Nora had always been compliant. Did she grow a leopard's guts today?
Also, she dared to participate in the "Roosevelt's Time, Bright Moon" event? Shameless!
"Can't understand human language, huh? Well, that figures, you're just a dog!" Nora chuckled again, nonchalantly playing with the sketchpad and brushes in front of her. Once upon a time, Nora dreamed of hosting her own art exhibition in Paris. She would definitely work toward this and achieve her dream. Meanwhile, Cindy should damn well get lost if she didn’t want to die!