Chapter 215
Chapter 215 Revenge Things could always get romantic, especially when two people were alone. Suddenly, someone ruined the atmosphere. No one saw it, but someone poured water down from upstairs. Jaxon reacted fast and took Anastasia to his arms. Therefore, he got wet all over his body, while Anastasia only got a little water on her arms. Jaxon looked at her and asked with concern, "Are you okay?" Anastasia shook her head, stood up immediately, and looked up. But no one was there. No one saw the wrongdoer. She looked at Jaxon. "You should book a room and wash up. I'll ask your assistant to send you some clothes." Jaxon nodded and said with a smile, "I'm glad that person gave me a chance to help you." No doubt Anastasia was the target. Anastasia smiled. "I'll check the security camera.” Jaxon nodded and went in with her. The organizer was terrified to see Jaxon like this. "Mr. Stanford..." "It's okay. Let Ms. Graves check the security camera and see who did it." The light was dim, making it hard for people to see if Jaxon was mad. "Sure, sure." Jaxon went to a hotel room. Anastasia called Jaxon's assistant and then checked the security camera. Jaxon got washed up and changed in less than half an hour. The floor of the hotel corridor was paved with black tiles, making the place grand but solemn. The lights on the ceilings were blazing white, creating a great visual impact. Anastasia leaned against the wall in her black dress. Her face had no emotion, but the blazing light shining from above made her seem a bit melancholy. She wore an obsidian anklet on her feet, which made her fair-skinned ankle even sexier. Jaxon walked over and looked down at her. "Who did it?" Anastasia leaned against the wall with her beautiful collarbone exposed and said indifferently. "Forget it. | don't know that woman. That must be unintentional.” Jaxon narrowed his eyes. Anastasia turned and walked out. Jaxon looked at her back for a few seconds before following her. She got into the car. Jaxon was still talking to the organizer. In the end, the organizer nodded humbly. Anastasia suddenly realized that power meant everything, no matter what country it was. Even though Jaxon had no foundation here, he could still boss people around. Jaxon finally got in, but they didn't drive off. Instead, the car stopped at a hot dog stand not far away. Jaxon got out, tugged his neckline, and said casually, "You didn't eat much at the auction. Why don't we have some food first?" Anastasia looked at the hot dog stand. "Are we going to eat here?" Jaxon smiled. "This is the first delicacy I've discovered since I've been here for so long!" Anastasia was intrigued. She got out of the car with a smile. "I don't really eat at night, but | can accompany you." After all, he had protected her before. It was quite late already.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.
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They talked for a while, and suddenly, Anastasia saw people gradual! ingiantof thehotel Please read the original content at . Lamia and Emma were escorted out after everyone else was gone. Their driver opened the door and waited. The organizer waved goodbye to them. Before Emma entered the car, someone poured water on her head. She jumped up, screaming.