“It’s me, Nicole.”
When Sylphiette heard her response, the confused look disappeared from her face. She stared at the door happily as a delighted grin spread across her face.
When Nicole left in the morning, she knew that she would definitely look for her again.
Even if she only agrees to one of the conditions that I’ve requested in the morning, it’ll still be a huge gain for me- regardless of whether I get Evan or Lane Corporation.
Thinking that she had finally struck the lottery of fate, Sylphiette unhesitatingly opened the door.
As she still assumed that she had the upper hand, she glanced at Nicole disdainfully, a proud expression on her face. “Are you here for something in particular?”
“Yes.”
“Come in, then.”
Sylphiette moved to the side. However, Nicole remained standing at the entrance. “Wait a moment. I have a friend with me.”
Frowning, Sylphiette watched as a man walked toward the door.
Before she could ask Nicole about who the man was, Nicole had already dragged him into the house.
The door was slammed shut behind them.
“Nicole, it’s already nighttime. Why did you bring a man here?”
“Where’s your mom?”
“My mom is your stepmother. Even if you don’t call her Mom, you should address her as Aunt Sylvia, right?”
“That’s enough. I don’t have the time for such nonsense. Tell your Mom to come out now.”
Just as she uttered this, Nicole caught sight of Sylvia walking out of her room.
Sylvia was evidently surprised to see Nicole there.
“Oh my, isn’t this the b*tchy jinx who should have died a long time ago? Why are you here?”
As she spoke, she sized Nicole up and down, as though she was scrutinizing something disgusting.
“Don’t talk to me like that. I’ve come to ask you a few questions. Just answer me quickly, and nothing will happen. Otherwise—”
“You b*tch! You’d dare to speak to me in such a manner? Open your eyes! Take a look at where you are now!”
How dare she! She’d dare to act so arrogantly in my turf?
Is she still dreaming?
“I don’t need to know where this place is. On the other hand, you should open your eyes wide and take a look at the person who is standing beside me.”
Upon disguising himself, Rocky maintained a solemn expression on his face. Giving him a complete transformation, Nicole had wanted Rocky to appear as fierce and as menacing as a bandit. Nonetheless, the fact remained that he had a naturally gentle personality. Not possessing the ruthlessness of a cold-blooded killer, Rocky was unable to exude an intimidating aura.
Stealing a few more glances at him, Sylvia still remained unafraid.
“What about him? Is he your new lover? I can’t believe that you’re willing to get involved with all kinds of men! Compared to Evan, he pales in comparison! Tsk! Aren’t you disgusted?”
Sylvia’s words infuriated Rocky.
Although my make-up was made to be deliberately ugly, it’s not so horrifying that I’d look disgusting, right?
Furthermore, she has even said that I’m pale, in comparison to Evan!
He was initially hoping that he could surpass Evan’s position in Nicole’s heart.
Unfortunately, Sylvia’s words had utterly crushed his beautiful anticipations, giving him a harsh-wake up call.
Damn it!
Rocky suddenly kicked the wooden chair in front of him. The chair slammed against the wall and bounced off of it. Upon landing heavily on the ground, it splintered into smithereens.
His sudden actions shocked both Sylvia and Sylphiette.
Widening her eyes, Sylvia glared at him. “Why did you kick the chair? Are you f***ing crazy?”
Nicole secretly shot Rocky a thumbs-up. Good job!
Then, she announced, “He’s not crazy. This is how he normally acts! Do you know who he is? He’s a demolition expert!”
“What expert?” asked Sylvia as she glanced at Nicole in utter confusion.
“I’ll make it simple for you. A demolition expert is a person who is capable of destroying everything within a house. All of your furniture will potentially go through the same fate as this broken chair over here! More importantly, he can even do the same to people. You’re aware of what dismemberment is, right? He’ll be sure to chop off your arms, your legs, and your head! I’ve hired him with a large sum of money.”
Sylphiette’s heart skipped a beat. “W-What are you planning to do?”
Unlike her daughter who was terrified, Sylvia smirked indifferently. With her arms crossed upon her chest, she stared at Nicole.
“Are you trying to scare me? Let me tell you this. I’m not afraid at all! What do you mean by demolition expert? Well, he looks like a madman to me! Look at him! He looks like a scarecrow! It appears that he only knows how to kick chairs. What’s so impressive about him?”
