The Enchanted Night

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loor, as a tall figure in black cut

on was hidden by dark, expensive-looking sunglasses. Despite the

he stepped outside, he was surrounded by a group of imposing men in smartly

e back,

orward, gesturing to the man and

into slow, crooked smile. Slender fingers took the sunglasses from his fa

r the protecting of his guards, his eyes roamed around. And his lips pressed again into a thin smile. Something about him made

uo, was fin

e quiet living room, gently s

across the floor, contstantly checking

the scene from last night might not

onel did not bother her after that. On the first night in Tang house, she slept pea

ng room. 'In the Tang family, I should be a good daughter-in-law, clever an

ng, Mother

y, Jill snorted derisively. She was always not satisfied with this daughter-in-law. Fro

that something unusual might have happened. She thought she felt a tension in the air. And she tried not to let her nervousness show. Curi

call to Lionel, and tel

se words, and realised that Horace had been speaking to her. S

to come back? You think he should be here to w

tea, and Cassandra saw a look of disgust

dirty bastard?

as the person they were referring to...C

eak of him in this manner. Why should Lionel not be

ght about what she had heard. 'Wow, Lionel's older

someone of his age and position

ad sparked her interest. She had known that the Tang family had a complex and diffic

ace's phone. Horace's face transformed into a j

you arrived yet? I'll

he put away his cell phone and waved to the servants of the Tang family. They ar

t with me to w

f up from the sofa, and followed him out of the room. As she turne

g for, call Lionel and have him

er eyes. Before she could do anything, however, she saw the young master of the Tang family through the window, approaching the doorway.

re ensured her that it was not a dream. For some reason, sh

aightened up, and stood by the doorway to welcome the newcomer. She ra

ked so hard abroad

hat the group was arriving, and Cass

the house a new kind of vigor and energy. Cassandra smooth

oping that her delicate features would ma

i.

as if she had been struck by a bolt of lightening out of nowhere. The words that she h

assers-by with a sense of foreboding at the airport. He raised a smug

How could