But he was having a family dinner with his fiancée, hating her so much, how could he appear here? Don’t think about it, there was simply no one to save her.
But her Luna was still waiting for her in distant Breslin!
She couldn’t let anything happen to her, she couldn’t give up!
Unexpectedly, the next second after falling into despair.
With a bang, the door was violently kicked open from the outside!
The room lights suddenly turned on!
Instantly bright, the power ca back.
"What are you doing?!"
The voice like the Netherworld, cut through like a cold blade!
Annelise Winter’s entire body was frozen in blood.
Even Herbert Alden, who was over her, paused, slowly got up and turned around, his expression changed the next second.
"Mr. Warner, what brings you here?"
At this mont.
Elias Warner stood at the doorway, his face dark as the night, sharp as on the night when he and Annelise confird their relationship at eighteen.
Similarly blocking her room entrance, his gaze dark and unsettling.
Elias Warner had one hand in his pocket, his tall and upright figure blocked all the light.
He stood aloof, his face cold, staring at the bed without blinking, asking again, "What are you doing?"
Annelise looked at Elias in disbelief.
Thinking she was dreaming!
How could he be here?
How did he find out where she lived?
Curling up in embarrassnt, Annelise pulled the nearby blanket to cover herself.
Her eyes looking at Elias were almost about to burst into tears.
But from the mont he appeared, his eyes hadn’t rested on her for even a second.
Herbert felt an inexplicable fear, but he remained defiant, "Mr. Warner, what could I possibly be doing with my fiancée? Aren’t you aware? A few days ago, Miss Winter and I had a blind date and we both thought it went really well, we’re going to get our marriage license tomorrow!"
With that, Herbert specifically emphasized, "My relationship with Annelise was even facilitated by your mother! Mr. Warner, you were the one dumped by Annelise, aren’t you still eager to get involved?"
Elias squinted his eyes slightly, a storm of waves in his dark sea-like eyes.
Danger, emanating!
He sneered mockingly, leisurely pulling out a cigarette to smoke, "Then Young Master Alden might not know, I am now her brother and creditor... I decide what kind of man she wants to find!"
Herbert was stung by the mockery in Elias’s eyes, "Creditor? How much does she owe you?! Mr. Warner, na a price, I’ll pay it for her."
"What she owes , you can’t repay."
Elias leisurely bit on a cigarette, then took off his suit jacket and tossed it aside, lightly stretching his back!
That cold, deep voice, covered in the shirt, the ferocity and brutality bursting out seed to make every pore exude a bloody scent.
"Are you going to leave by yourself or should I invite you out? One more second and the Alden Family might disappear from Kybourne by tomorrow!"
Herbert almost wet himself, his whole deanor wilted.
That sense of fear crept up from his feet, he dared not offend Elias Warner.
Reluctantly, "Fine! I’ll give you face today, Young Master Warner! I’m leaving now!"
Even if unwilling, he cursed under his breath as he climbed down from the bed and fled!
The room door closed, a group of people left in a rush, the room suddenly fell silent.
Only then did Annelise feel truly in danger.
At this mont, in her small apartnt, only the two of them were left.
He stood there looking at her, probably never having been in such a small ho since childhood.
His tall and upright figure exerted extre pressure, the buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a sexy collarbone, an Adam’s apple like a ridge.
His excessively handso and sharp-featured face was in the half light and half dark, it seed that all the muscle lines in his body were taut into powerful arcs but gave off an intense impact.
He stood there, one hand in his pocket, looking casual and unrestrained, yet the muscles of his exposed forearm bulged with vein-like mountains.
Just like that, he locked the door from the inside right in front of her.
Annelise couldn’t help but clutch the blanket and shrink back a little.
Feeling ashad and embarrassed, thinking about the ripped-to-shreds nightgown on her body.
Although Herbert hadn’t seen much, the thought of him seeing her so unsightly.
Annelise felt like she had been stripped bare and exposed in broad daylight, unbearably uncomfortable.
"Why are you here?" The voice that ca out was still trembling and hoarse.
Wasn’t he eting his girlfriend’s parents? How did it end so quickly?
She just stared at him blankly, fingers reaching under the blanket to wrap the nightgown tightly.
The waves rolled in Elias’s dark eyes, his jawline sharply clenched, stepping closer to her one step at a ti.
Looking down at her, he squinted dangerously at her.
"What? If the Alden guy can co, I can’t? Did I interrupt your pre-marriage bond?"
Annelise frantically looked away, "No, weren’t you having dinner with your girlfriend’s family? How did you have ti to co over?"
Moreover, how could he co?
And how did he find this place?
Hearing what Herbert said, he must have misunderstood it.
But before she could explain, the man reached under the blanket, directly dragging her out by her ankle.
Annelise shrieked, finding herself carried up.
The man exuded a freezing cold sweeping over everything.
Carried into the bathroom.
She was pressed hard against the wall, cold, pain, stabbing to the core!
Annelise’s face turned pale from the pain, instinctively raising her hand to resist, trying to push him away, "Elias Warner! What are you doing..."
The next second.
Cold water poured down.
The man’s tall and strong body pressed against her from behind, allowing the water to drench both of them.
The water was cold, Annelise’s heart chilled to the core.
Even without seeing his face, she could sense the icy coldness in his eyes.
Elias bit her earlobe from behind, bending over to press her hands against the surface above, not even cold water could extinguish the ferocity in his heart.
"How far did it go?"
Annelise was suffocated by the pain and couldn’t endure such stimulation, she dodged, "What?"
Completely unaware of what he was asking.
"You and Herbert Alden!"
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