Chapter 327


    “Mom thinks you look beautiful in any dress, honey, so choose whatever you like.”


    “Whatever, this one will do.”


    While the people around her were beaming with joy and showering her withpliments, Xanthea’s


    heart was filled with anxiety and: worry, making her uninterested in the conversation


    She had no idea what was happening between Orion and Elenjamin in the resting room. Would they


    end up fighting? If they did,


    Her hands twisted and tumed the fabric of her dress nervously, her anxiety evident, which made


    Susanna curious, “Xan, is something on your mind?”


    “No. I’m probably just tired from Milming this morning” She seized the opportunity to hold her head,


    pretending to be dizzy, “I feel a bit Fight–headed and I want to go upstairs to rest for a bit”


    “Dizzy? Then I go up with you.”


    “Aunt, let me do it.”


    “No need!” Xanthea quickly refused, just want to be alone for a bit. I’lle down when the party


    starts. You guys go ahead and continue with your makeup.”


    “Then take care of yourself”


    Xanthea ran upstairs, finally having time to call Orion


    “Sorry, the number you’ve dialed is currently busy.”


    But after three attempts, there was still no answer


    Oh no, oh no, he was not even answering his phone. This was a sign of an impending storm!


    What to do? What to do?


    She was on pins and needles, with countless terrifying scenarios shing through her mind. And as


    luck would have it, the doorbell rang at that moment


    “Who is 117”


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    “I said not to disturb me, I wanted to be alone to…


    She imitably opened the door, only to see a tall,


    II,manding figure of a man


    His darkshes slightly veiled his eyes, hiding the depth of his gaze. His whole aura exuded a chilling,


    hellish intensity.


    “To terrifying!”


    Xanthea’s voice changed with fright. She wanted to close the door, but the man forced his way in,


    picked her up, and mmed the door shut


    “Orion, Onion, listen to me, its all a misunderstanding, um


    Downstairs at Iris Garden Venue, guests were arriving in droves, chatting andughing continuously,


    sounding as if they were right next door, visible with just a pull of the curtain,


    Xanthea’s dress was torn apart, and she was pressed against therge floor–to–ceiling window,


    listening to the menacing questions from the man behind her, “Xanthea, you’re quite bold to actually


    hide someone in the resting room, huh?”


    As he spoke, he bit her corbone. His sharp teeth pressed against her smooth, fair skin. He didn’t bite


    through her skin, but Xanthea was nheless terrified, thinking he was going to bite her to death, her


    whole body trembled.


    “It’s not like that! I didn’t hide Benjamin. He identally spilled something on his shirt and went to the


    fitting room to change. But just as he went in, you came in. I didn’t let hime out because I was


    afraid you’d misunderstand. It’s not what you think!”


    “Oh?”


    Onion raised an eyebrow, his tone skeptical, “So, it was all a misunderstanding?”


    “Yes, yes, yes!” Xanthea nodded vigorously, a picture of innocence and honesty, “You misunderstood,


    you really misunderstood!” “Anything else?”


    ‘No.‘


    Think carefully before you speak


    The man’s teeth inched closer threateningly, and Xanthea hurriedly confessed, “Yes, yes, I remember


    something more!