Melissa?!
Camilla's eyes are slightly hardened.
She was not a saint.
Yet at this moment, Melissa had not become her enemy.
Also, she arrived here with Sinclair, hence it would be inappropriate for her to just stand by idly.
Camilla's face tightened as she stepped out of the room. Outside the restroom.
"Heh,"
Mr. Caleb, with a slap mark on his face, showed a cold smirk.
"Soon you'll understand what it means to hit me."
He tightly gripped Melissa's arms, dragging her towards his private room.
Just in his room, he had taken some drugs to get high, plus his drunken excitement had made him eager to act.
"I am Lisa..... Uh huh..." Melissa was just preparing to reveal her identity, when Mr. Caleb covers her mouth.
He frequents a wealthy social circle so much that it can only be described as countless.
The people he can't afford to offend, he has already engraved in his heart.
This woman is unfamiliar to him, obviously not among them.
