NOVPUBChapter 1472: 664 Is It Right or Wrong_2 Chapter 1472: 664 Is It Right or Wrong_2 Shouldn’t running away now only confirm her guilt when her identity hasn’t been exposed yet?
Her identity could withstand any investigation, and all the calls she made to Alora Hart were from processed virtual numbers with a voice changer, no one would trace it back to her.
As long as she appeased Agave Rinto, she could keep standing firm in Pethkids.
However, a lingering sense of unease stubbornly clung to her heart, how was she exposed by Alora Hart and how did Madon Linggo find out?
Alora Hart who couldn’t be helped up a wall ruined her entire plan.
At this moment, Bellona Capris felt some regret for employing Alora Hart, the brainless creature.
A stirring stick might be useful, but it could also splatter shit all over oneself.
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Bellona Capris reapplied her makeup in front of the vanity mirror, quickly pondering her plans.
She opened the stall door and walked to the sink to wash her hands.
A shadow fell beside her, Bellona Capris did not look up, her left hand was already discreetly reaching into her purse.
When her nose detected the unique fresh scent of a man, Bellona Capris secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking up, indeed, in the mirror before her stood the tall figure of a man under the dim light.
His pair of pitch-black eyes filled with depth, as if harboring an unknown storm.
Bellona Capris’ heart subconsciously skipped a beat, her face displaying a natural smile.
“McKay, this is the ladies’ room, aren’t you afraid of being laughed at if word gets out that you came in?”
Her affectionate tone was laced with a hint of coquetry, her gaze both charming and seductive.
“Is that so?
Who dares to laugh at me, you?”
The man reached out his hand, gently touching Bellona Capris’ face, perfectly made up, his gaze as gentle as could be.
Bellona Capris instinctively leaned into his embrace, speaking passionately: “How could I laugh at you?
I don’t even have enough time to love you.”
The man’s fingers rubbed lightly against her lips, then slowly moved down to her neck, slender and delicate, elegant yet fragile, as if a gentle fold would break it.
His fingers, coarse and cool, stirred tremors in her heart with the slightest touch.
Her lips slightly parted, letting out a voice that set hearts pounding.
Looking at the man in the mirror, Bellona Capris thought that he, with a wicked smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, was so captivating at that moment.
She didn’t know whether it was the glare of the light or the waves in her heart, but there was a moment of dizziness.
Therefore, when his large hand effortlessly tightened around her throat, she was still a bit slow to react.
Looking at the person in the mirror, she was embraced by the man’s broad chest, her pose incredibly intimate in a way she had never experienced before, their faces close together.
She had stared at herself in the mirror countless times throughout her life, but this was the first time she had seen her own look of panic.
The man’s face was still incomparably handsome, so familiar yet so foreign.
In his pitch-black eyes, there was no affection or warmth, only endless coldness and mockery.
In that moment, Bellona Capris felt a chill through her body and soul.
“McKay…
what are you doing?” Her voice came out with difficulty from her throat.
“A woman like you, dare to speak of love with me?” His deep, magnetic voice fell in her ears, lacking the ambiguity of the past.
“McKay…
why have you suddenly changed?
Have all your past actions been a deception?
What did I do wrong?”
The man’s fingers tightened more and more, he slowly admired the pained and incredulous look on the woman’s face in the mirror.
“Why, you ask?
Ms.
Capris,” he said.
Bellona Capris’ pupils suddenly contracted; her outstretched hand was firmly captured by the man and mercilessly pressed into the cold washbasin.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about, McKay.
Have you been misunderstanding something?”
“Look at this, doesn’t shed a tear until she sees the coffin, can’t you figure it out, Ms.
Capris?”
Bellona Capris gave a bitter smile.
“Master McKay, I’m just an ordinary woman.
I don’t even know who this person you’re talking about is.
If Master McKay dislikes me, there’s no need to look for reasons that don’t exist.
Just kill me then.” Her expression was that of someone ready to make a noble sacrifice.
“It’s okay if you don’t confess, let’s go to the Police Department and take our time revealing everything then.”
Tears shimmered in Bellona Capris’ eyes as she looked at the man in the mirror: “Master McKay, have all your feelings toward me been mere pretense?
But that night clearly!”
The man’s eyes held a touch of ruthlessness, he coldly said: “Do you think every woman can climb into my bed?”
Bellona Capris was stunned, she murmured: “Why! ”
Suddenly, the glass window exploded, causing a piercing noise, and two men dressed in black jumped in from the window.
One of them threw a metal wire, at the end of which was attached a sharp hook.
The hook caught on to Agave Rinto’s arm, which was strangling Bellona Capris.
The sudden change of events happened too quickly and although Agave Rinto swiftly dodged, his clothes still got torn by the hook.
