The Woman From Hell

Upon reminding them, the young ladies checked their watches in a panic before grabbing their hotdogs and darting across the road.

I watched them run. They were so full of youth that I could not help but sigh. It was nice to be young. My heavy mood was suddenly lifted.

This was how the world was. No one was satisfied with their current situation and would constantly complain about life while envying others. One would not know that what one hated was precisely what others yearned for.

Upon returning to the office, Heidi reported to me the progress of the advertisement shooting.

The new product this time around was a diamond ring, so the director wrote a script about the male and female leads falling in love after a chance encounter o n a trip to the beach. They later experienced separation, and the ending was of the male lead bringing a diamond ring to the city where the female lead was for a romantic proposal.

Although this short commercial had a cheesy plot, the male lead was the good-looking Xander, so this would probably be a pretty good commercial.

"Prepare accordingly, then. Remember to keep this confidential and make sure no rumors are leaked before the commercial is out. Remember to stop the media from taking any pictures." I reminded Heidi while massaging my glabella.

"I heard you're coming along for the shoot as well, Ms. Wanda? The director said we’re going to the South Sea to film it. The weather is so hot, and your health-" Heidi looked at me and hesitated to speak.

"It's fine. When the date and time of the shoot have been confirmed, inform me and I'll get ready for the trip." Although I was not in the best mental state at the moment, the shoot was really important and I would not be able to rest if I were not there to oversee the shoot. Also, I had promised Xander. It was not good to go against my word.

It was a full day of reading and writing. Although it was hectic, I was able to momentarily forget about the unhappy things when I focused on work. It was not so bad.

When it was time to get off work, I refused to go back t o the villa because I did not know what the situation was like over there. I got takeaway for dinner and planned to take it to Cecilia's house to have it there.

"Don’t move! Don't you dare move." I had just opened the door when a deep and low voice rang out. An object similar to a knife was pressed against the back of my waist.

Not again!

Though weirdly, after the previous experience, my first reaction was not fear. Instead, I was wondering what I would be asked to do again this time.

"What are you trying to do in broad daylight?" My tone was calm, and not a hint of fear was heard.

The man opened the door to the back seat and said in a cold voice, "Get in and don't scream. Or else, I can’t promise that I won't hurt you."

Left with no other choice, I could only get in the car. Then, the kidnapper got in as well and revved up the engine. He drove toward the busiest street in the city center.

What sort of kidnapping was this? He did not knock m e out nor did he cover my eyes. I looked at the driver curiously. He was wearing a black shirt, a black cap, and a face mask.

Although he was fully dressed like a kidnapper, I was still able to recognize him and cried out in anger, "Are you crazy? Is it fun doing this?"

I was genuinely worried for a second there, thinking that it was the same group of men who had another request to make.

"It's not fun at all, Wandy. Say, are my acting skills horrible or are you too smart?” In front, Xander took off his cap and face mask while saying dejectedly.

"Crazy fellow." I was still mad and gave him a grumpy Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

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"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I'll buy you a meal to make u p for it, okay? I was too bored and wanted to pretend t o be a kidnapper to prank you." Seeing that I was actually angry, Xander immediately apologized.

As I was used to being pranked by him, I was not actually mad at him. I was just not in the mood to play around with him.

I did not speak, so Xander became afraid. "Don’t be mad, Wandy. It won't be good for your health. I promise I'll stop pranking you in the future. Why don't you hit me to relieve your anger?"

"I want a feast," I said, not wanting to listen to his nonsense. I happened to not want to eat alone tonight.

"Sure. As long as you stop being mad, I'll buy you anything you want tonight. What do you want to eat?" Xander's otherworldly charming face was plastered with an ingratiating smile, which made him look a little hilarious.

"Anything as long as it’s expensive." I shut my eyes after saying those words and ignored him.

He clammed up grumpily and concentrated on driving.