anwhile, the bodyguards protecting lody Thorne had already arrived and quickly stopped Ashton Young’s outstretched hand, restraining him.
lody Thorne quickly entered Ashton Young’s lounge, but after searching inside and out, she still couldn’t find Kiki Sutton.
"Where did you guys co from? Let go of , I said let go!" Ashton Young, overwheld with desire, was becoming sowhat incoherent.
"Where’s Kiki? I’m asking you, where’s Kiki?" lody Thorne almost couldn’t hold back from slapping him.
Pretending to be a saint when he’s clearly a beast?
Ashton Young was starting to lose control of himself and couldn’t even hear what lody Thorne was saying, continuously rubbing against one of the bodyguards.
"I’ll go downstairs to look for her, you guys don’t need to follow anymore," lody Thorne was about to head downstairs.
Suddenly, she paused for a mont, turned around, and seriously looked at one of the bodyguards behind her, "One of you go to bed with him and take so photos for ."
She had thought about it; Ashton Young was too good at pretending, always acting like a warm and gentlemanly guy. If she wanted Kiki not to fall for him, she needed to disgust him first.
The bodyguards were left behind, questioning their life choices.
Ever since their presence was known to the lady, misfortunes had been coming one after another.
lody Thorne went downstairs, walked through the long corridor, and planned to check the surveillance when she suddenly stopped and looked towards the restroom.
The hall outside was very noisy, interference was everywhere, but lody Thorne still heard it—the sound of knocking.
There was a sign placed in the corridor, and lody Thorne quickly bypassed it, heading towards the restroom. Inside, she heard Kiki Sutton’s voice, but the restroom door was locked by soone.
"Kiki, Kiki," lody Thorne supported the heavily intoxicated Kiki Sutton with one hand.
"lody," Kiki lifted her head, "Quick, quick, take out. I don’t know who locked in here; it must have been on purpose. They saw toasting next to Ashton Young as his female companion, so they’re jealous of ,
jealous of , and locked up here. Oh, right, I need to find Ashton Young. We agreed to leave together later; he must be looking everywhere for ."
lody Thorne saw Kiki, drunk as she was, still pining for Ashton Young, and didn’t know how to tell her to stay away from that man.
Kiki hadn’t been hurt by him yet, so even if she said he was no good, Kiki wouldn’t understand without experiencing it firsthand.
There’s no way.
lody Thorne pretended to walk too fast and twisted her ankle, squatting down, "Kiki, Kiki, my foot hurts, I think I twisted my ankle."
"Twisted your ankle?" Kiki, still sowhat lucid, said, "How could you be so careless? Do you want to sit and rest for a while?"
"Can you check if it’s swollen? I can’t walk anymore, it hurts so much."
Kiki knew where Ashton Young’s lounge was, glanced in that direction, and then looked back at lody Thorne on the ground.
On one side was the man she had just fallen for, on the other was lody Thorne—she was torn.
"Why don’t you go find him, I can’t walk," lody Thorne suggested.
"No need, let help you first," Kiki squatted down to check lody Thorne’s ankle.
anwhile, lody Thorne had already sent out a ssage, instructing the others to take Ashton Young away quickly and dump him sowhere.
"It doesn’t look like it’s anything serious; can you try to walk?" Kiki helped lody Thorne stand up from the ground.
"Alright," lody Thorne pretended to be in great pain as she stood up.
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