Spoil Me More, Dear Huaband

“Grandma Master Carter has lost a lot of weight in this period of time, is the food not to your liking?” Frank Duke smiled a lazy and evil smile, “Why don’t you try my handiwork and see if you like it.”

Tess Baker tried to maintain her composure, but the anger pounding at the back of her mind made her blush hard, “You had no intention of helping me escape, you set this up?!”

“Yes, but no.” The red tear stains under Frank Duke’s eyes glistened demonically, “I invited you here as a setup for Master Carter. Once he’s in the game, I’ll let you go, and kind of help you escape.”

“What the hell do you want?” Tess Baker would like to find someone to call for help, but this place was full of villas, each a certain distance away from the other, and there was hardly anyone else in sight.

There were a few young men talking and laughing in the distance, but even if she shouted at the top of her lungs, they wouldn’t hear her, and Frank Duke would never give her the chance to call for help!

Frank Duke raised his eyebrows and turned toward the cottage, “Grandma Master Carter, you have too many questions.”

“You’d better settle down so that I can do my job and you won’t suffer.” Ling Ruoyun warned, leading Tess Baker towards the villa.

Tess Baker thinks she’s really out of her mind to be working with Frank Duke!

She clenched her fists tightly and was led into the villa by Ling Ruoyun, unexpectedly bumping into a woman who looked exactly like her-

Wendy Summer!

No, I should say fake Wendy Summer!

Why is she here?

Between the light of the knife, Tess Baker thought of something and her face hardened.

Lucy Kid hadn’t expected to see Tess Baker here, and she smiled awkwardly, feeling like she should say hello, but not knowing what to say.

“You’ve not only met, you’ve spent months together, so you don’t need me to introduce you, do you?” Frank Duke’s lips quirked, “Oh, I forgot, Grandma Master Carter doesn’t know her real name yet. She’s Lucy Kid, a graduate student at the U of G.”

Tess Baker couldn’t say if she felt it in her heart or not as she looked at Frank Duke and asked, “You helped her escape because you were in on it?”

“Yeah, she’s my partner.” Frank Duke walked over, put his arm around Lucy Kid’s shoulders, and laughed, “As for what we’re working together on, Grandma Master Carter would have guessed, right?”

“You set her up with Bowen Carter to provoke us?” Why Lucy Kid is pretending to be Wendy Summer and why Frank Duke is helping Lucy Kid escape … A lot of questions that I couldn’t figure out before are now understandable.

Lucy Kid flushed red and tried to leave, but she struggled a few times, but didn’t break away, and could only stay in a hasty manner.

Frank Duke’s voice was sexy and lazy, “To say that I’m picking a fight would be too much, and I’m just helping you guys test your relationship, which, as it turns out, can’t stand up to any tests at all.”

He smiled and leaned forward, “Oh, by the way, Master Carter didn’t actually touch Lucy Kid at all, the baby she’s carrying is mine, it’s already born and it’s healthy, healthier than your daughters oh.”

When he finished, he re-stood up straight.

Tess Baker’s fingers spread, curled, curled, and reopened, her throat dry. Turns out it wasn’t just Bowen Carter who didn’t believe her, she never believed him either …

“I’m sorry, but I need the money, I really can’t help it.” Lucy Kid apologized in a small voice, not even daring to look Tess Baker in the eye.

Tess Baker can’t say what she feels inside, anger, guilt, remorse, regret, realization …

It turns out that all this time, she and Bowen Carter have been nothing more than puppets on strings in someone else’s hands, being played for a fool.

“Tess Baker!” a sharp and somewhat familiar female voice snapped, “You vixen, bitch, if it wasn’t for you, I’d be with Carter already! Ah, I’m going to kill you!”

Tess Baker was tackled to the ground before she could see who it was.

Bang!

The back of Tess Baker’s head collided with the ground with a crisp thud. The back of her head hurt like hell, but she didn’t even get a chance to rub it before someone grabbed her by the hair.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

She was forced to look up at the person sitting on top of her – it was Snowy Cole.

After a few months, Snowy Cole is even more maniacal than before, and the hatred in her eyes is so cold that you can see it in your heart.

“Why do bitches like you live?” Snowy Cole yanked her by her hair and slapped her across the face twice in quick succession, “If you died, no one would ever break up Carter and I!”

Snowy Cole’s two slaps were really powerful, and Tess Baker’s cheeks immediately swelled up, staining the corners of her mouth with blood.

Seeing this, Lucy Kid took several steps back and subconsciously covered her face.

“Snowy, don’t be ridiculous!” Frank Duke crouched down and pulled Snowy Cole away.

“Why are you helping Tess Baker?” cried Snowy Cole, fussing in his arms, her eyes beady, “Have you got your eye on this vixen, just like Carter?”

“I don’t like her, just you, you know.” Frank Duke tenderly lifted the crushed hair at her temples behind her ear.

Off to the side, Lucy Kid’s eyes dimmed.

Snap!

Snowy Cole slapped him across the face and screamed her heart out, “You don’t get to like me, only Carter does!”

The smile at the corner of Frank Duke’s mouth faded, “Snowy …”

“Where’s Carter?” Snowy Cole grabbed his shoulders with both hands and shook them hard, “You said you wanted me to be Carter’s bride, where is he?”

She violently pushed him away and sternly questioned, “I know, you lied to me about all of this, didn’t you?”

Not waiting for Frank Duke to answer, she muttered to herself, “It must be right, how can a goon like you afford to bring back Carter? I shouldn’t have trusted you, you’re in no position to like me, and I don’t like you ….”

Starts off talking like a normal person, then turns it upside down and no one understands what she’s trying to say at all.

On Frank Duke’s gorgeous and flamboyant features, the smile was completely gone. He touched his burning cheeks, his tone still sexy and lingering, just with a few chills for no reason, “Snowy’s having an attack, take her down.”

Soon several people dressed as doctors and nurses came over, they tried to pull Snowy Cole away at first, but she struggled too much, scratching several of the men’s faces and kicking them several times, and they couldn’t restrain her.

“Use a tranquilizer, let her rest for a while.” Frank Duke half-squinted his eyes like a lazy, graceful cat.

The doctor pulls out a syringe and, despite Snowy Cole’s struggles, injects the liquid inside almost roughly.

Snowy Cole quickly quieted down and closed her eyes, unsure if she was asleep or tired. The two orderlies grabbed her by the arm and dragged her away.

Due to her posture, Snowy Cole exposed a small section of her ankle, and Tess Baker stood back to get a good look at the top of that exposed section, which was littered with cuts and bruises.

She pursed her lips and shifted her gaze upward, not realizing that the caretaker had grabbed Snowy Cole’s succulent inner arm and turned it several times.