FreeNovelLucille took a sip of her milkshake and grabbed another taco.
With red-rimmed eyes, she mumbled, "Being born into a wealthy family means having no right to make decisions for myself. I have no choice but to accept my fate." Tatiana asked, "What about your brother? He dotes on you so much. Surely, he doesn't agree with the family's decision?" Lucille bit her lip and said, "It was my brother who proposed this marriage!" Tatiana clenched her fists. She removed her gloves and dialed Douglas' number.
On the other end, Douglas' deep, magnetic voice answered. "Ms. Tatiana, what can I do for you?" Tatiana's tone was icy. "Where are you? Cto Remmingville Snack Street right now!" Douglas paused for a moment and then chuckled. "Sorry, I'm quite busy at the moment." Tatiana snorted coldly. "Why did you introduce Lucille to another guy?" "Ms. Tatiana, this is the Lazadar family's matter. Aren't you meddling a bit too much?" Douglas replied, sounding exasperated. "Lucille is my best friend. Her business is my business!" Tatiana said angrily.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You're being ridiculous!" Douglas hung up immediately.
Tatiana's face turned bright red with anger. She took out her phone and called her grandfather. "Grandpa Dallas, helpfind out where Douglas is." Dallas seemed to have had a few drinks. He slurred, "What's wrong? Did someone from the Lazadar family bully you?" "Yes," Tatiana replied.
"Alright, I'll have someone look into it," Dallas said.
The Crictons had a strong influence in Antaria, especially with their connection to the Divine Strategy Squadron.
Finding an ordinary person might be difficult, but locating a wealthy young man like Douglas was fairly easy.
In less than five minutes, Tatiana received a message from the Crictons' intelligence team. Douglas was at DiaBathhouse. Tatiana sneered. "He's enjoying himself after selling out his own sister!" Lucille said worriedly, "Tati, let it go. I don't blmy brother." She understood that her brother was aiming to join a reclusive sect.
She resolved to sacrifice herself for her brother's happiness.
Hera tossed the empty nacho plate onto the table. Her gaze was icy. "Let's go. Let's get justice for Lucille!" Tatiana nodded repeatedly. "Lucille, we'll support you in choosing your own happiness!" Lucille hesitated for a long while before finally nodding. "Alright, but just talk to my brother. Please don't start a fight.' The three of them then headed toward DiaBathhouse while holding their milkshakes.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDiaBathhouse was the largest bathhouse in Antaria. It offered the best masseuses and massage techniques.
The eight-story building was resplendent with gold, exuding glorious splendor. The lower four floors were open to the public while the upper four were reserved for the elite families. Content belongs to en.kikistoriesOn the top floor, the eighth floor, the hotel manager personally attended to Stetson.
Eighteen well-groomed masseuses lined up in a row. They were not in uniform but dressed to match various personas, such as a youthful college student, an aloof career woman, a nurse, and a flight attendant. Content belongs to en.kikistoriesThe average age of these women was 22. Their looks and demeanors were comparable to international car models. Theo lounged on the couch with his legs crossed. He was holding a cigar, exuding the air of a spoiled rich heir.
Wilcox was indulging himself for once, and he also lit a cigar and took a deep puff.
Theo pointed at a woman with a curvy figure and a sweet, demure face. "I'll take masseuse number eight." The manager smiled flatteringly.
"Excellent choice, Mr. Skye. Masseuse number eight comes from a family of traditional medicine practitioners. By the age of five she could recite all the trigger points of the human body. Her massage skills are unmatched!" Content belongs to en.kikistoriesMasseuse number eight walked over to Theo, bowing politely. "Hello, Mr. Skye. My nis Candy." Her voice was as sweet as her name.
Theo smiled and nodded, then turned to Wilcox. "Wil, which one do you like?" Wilcox pointed to masseuse number one. "I'll take her."
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