Chapter 394
Trisha’s speechless and complaining secretly, why didn’t the cat just kill you?!
“What kind of cat?!” Jace whispered, still chuckling, “So fierce?”
Nicolas looked up. “A very wild cat.”
Trisha rolled her eyes.
Jace covered his mouth, laughed for while and asked, “Did the cat run away?”
“Cat”, Nicolas glanced at the doorway where Trisha was hiding, noticing her look of fear and anxiety, and smiled, “The cat is hiding now.”
Jace said, “From the way you’re talking about it, I actually want to meet this cat.”
“Fine, whatever…” Nicolas had just started speaking when he felt a tug on his sleeve. He turned and saw the female bandit holding onto him, her eyes red as if she was about to cry any second.
Nicolas looked into her eyes and suddenly remembered.
Wasn’t it the woman who hugged him tightly while talking to Jace last night? Yep, that’s her, the female bandit right in front of him.
After thinking for a moment, Nicolas realized that she must be trying to keep her relationship with him a secret from Jace.
Usually, Nicolas was the type of guy who would do the opposite of what he was told not to do.
But what happened to him today? Seeing her red eyes tightly gripping his sleeve, he suddenly felt like he couldn’t go against her wishes
Nicolas hesitated and said with a pursed mouth, “Forget it, the cat is too timid. What if it gets scared, right?”
Seeing the scene of them both drunkenly entering the room, Nicolas fell silent.
Indeed, he was the one who brought her in.
Thinking of the blood on Trisha’s leg, he felt an unusual sense of quilt.
At the same time, in the upstairs room, under the floor, a fake blood bag that had just been used for filming lay alone.
When Liam woke up, he saw Celeste sitting in the living room, using a laptop
His head ached terribly, and the hangover symptoms had not yet subsided.
Amelia, the housekeeper, saw Liam coming downstairs and greeted him enthusiastically, “Sir, have some hangover soup. The lady told me to
make it just for you”
Liam glanced at Celeste on the sofa and nodded.
Amelia immediately brought the hangover soup from the kitchen.
He took a sip and walked behind the sofa.
Celeste had her legs crossed with the laptop on her lap. As Liam approached, she closed the laptop.
Liam was silent for a moment and looked at Celeste, “Did you… pick me up last night?”
