Tristan was dead, and so was Abel. Even Sven was dead.
He had brought up the suggestion to kidnap the three women from the Assex family and torture and
humiliate them in front of Alex. To be able to suggest something so sick, he was even more
contemptible than Tristan. It wasnât possible to allow him to live to see the new year.
Alex walked out of Red Mill with a blank look on his face.
In the corridor, he saw Azure and that self-righteous woman, Sophia Helton.
At that moment, Sophia was lying on the ground, barking wildly and struggling constantly. Azure sat on
her body, rendering her unable to move at all. No matter how you looked at it, it seemed remarkably
similar to a sexual assault.
Alex was taken aback.
Waltz didnât have the mood to continue watching, and a palm came to cover her forehead as she
yelled, âAzure, what the heck are you doing? This woman is a social queen bee from Californiaâs
Colemans. You donât know how many men sheâs been with. If you want a woman, it doesnât have to be
this sort, right? Are those beautiful female managers in Thousand Miles not good enough for you?
Arenât you afraid of getting some disease?â
Azure stiffened and immediately jumped up from where he was sitting on top of Sophia.
Embarrassment and nervousness peeked through his voice. âNo, I didnât.â
When Azure jumped up, everyone saw it.
Sophiaâs face, which could have been initially described as flawless and beautiful as a flower, had been
carved up and was bloodied with the words âIâm a bitchâ.
It looked like Azureâs writing skills left much to be desired. Besides, the knife carving was vastly
different from his pen writing. The words were crooked and of various sizes. They werenât even as
good as an elementary school studentâs writings, but the words could clearly be made out.
Everyone suddenly came to the same realization.
So, Azure wasnât violating Sophia, he was carving her face.
It was not hard to imagine that it would definitely cause a sensation for Californiaâs social queen bee to
walk around with those words on her face in the future.
Alex was speechless.
However, Michelle clapped her hands and applauded him. âNot bad, not bad. Miss Waltz, didnât this
woman say that she wanted to carve the words âbitchâ on our faces? Now that her face has the exact
words, it seems sheâs got her wish. How can we keep something so fresh and intriguing to ourselves?
We have to let the public watch this with us!â
The little devil immediately took out her phone and started taking various pictures of Sophia from
different angles.
Sophia screamed in fear, immediately raising her hands to cover her face.
Michelle snorted coldly. âYou better take those hands away and show me a smile. Otherwise, Iâll strip
you and have Azure carve the entire Karma Sutra on your body.â
Azure looked at her in horror. âMiss Michelle, I canât do that. Thatâs too many words! Even if I carve her
entire body, there wouldnât be enough space!â
âWhat are you so worried about? A blackboard can be erased and written on again. At most, youâd just
have to carve over the spots youâve carved on.â
Forget Sophia. Upon thinking about how horrifying it would be, even Alex trembled when he heard that.
Sophia instantly cried for mercy. âNo, please donât carve my body. Iâll take my hands away, right away!â
âVery good. Smile!â
ââ¦â
âYour expression is too stiff⦠do you know how to smile or not? Itâs gotta be bright and sunny, just like
when you see your lover. Be more natural, strike a pose, lift your feet. Thatâs it, say cheese!â
Everyone present felt messed up.
Sure enough, the nickname âlittle devilâ wasnât groundless, and there was indeed ground for its
existence.
After she finished taking the pictures, Michelle ignored Sophia and sent them off to her friends.
***
Back at Maple Villa 8, the three women from the Stoermer family were present.
But the atmosphere around them seemed a bit strange. When Carey saw Alex, a smile lit up on her
face immediately as she stood up. After some haphazard praises were thrown out, she pulled Alex
outside when it was done and said, âGood son-in-law, mother has a request for you.â
Carey was not very old. Living in a rich and noble home like the Stoermers, her appearance and body
had been well maintained, and she looked to be even younger than Claire. To be able to give birth to a
daughter like Daya, her own genes had to be strong, and it wouldnât be hard for her to pass off as a
thirty year old woman.
If she wore some makeup and dressed in a youthful outfitâ¦