Chapter 871


    Christoff''s eyes lit up immediately when he heard that as he caged her between his arms and the wall,


    his voice provocative and flirtatious. "How are you going to fix me? You can take care of everything for


    me instead! If I''m all good, we''re even; if something is wrong, you must treat me until it gets better."


    Olivia looked up at him, her dark eyes were clear, and there was no trace of fear on her face. "Aren''t


    you afraid that I''ll make things worse?"


    Hearing her shady voice, Christoff felt a chill down his spine. He did hesitate for a moment. He just


    witnessed the whole process of this woman bringing Azalea down with his own eyes. Although he


    didn''t know how she did it, the immediate oue left him beyond words.


    If he confronted her head-to-head, she might not be his opponent. However, the idea that she might


    pull a surprise trick made him go numb. All of a sudden, he didn''t want to force her into a corner


    anymore after the previous incident where she made his whole arm go numb.


    Bumping his head to hers, he snickered, "How heartless are you?!" Although his tone softened, he


    didn''t intend to let go of her at all.


    Olivia raised her eyes and stared at him. "My conscience depends on who''s the other party. If you treat


    me with conscience, I will return you with more and not less! If you don''t, I guarantee to treat you with


    absolute cruelty!"


    Christoff pinched her chin with one hand and teased her, "One day, I will make you submit to me


    willingly!"


    Turning her head away, she broke away from him and remarked, "It''s good to have a dream!"


    Christoff backed away little by little and finally let go of her.


    He deliberately pretended to be weak as if he had just woken up and opened the door. Coincidentally,


    he bumped into a waiter who had passed by, so he called out to him. "Hey,e here."


    The waiter walked up to him and greeted, "Good day, sir. How may I help you?"


    After ncing around the corridor, he noticed something might have happened, so he inquired, "What


    happened?"


    The waiter seemed hesitant for a while before answering, "N-Nothing."


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    Christoff reached into his pocket and pulled out a stack of cash, stuffing it into the waiter''s hand. "Tell


    me honestly."


    The waiter was ttered and hurriedly pushed the money back to him. "No, thanks. Princess Azalea


    and Mr. Nn are making out in the room, and it was broadcast live. I''m afraid the King of the City


    doesn''t allow me to say it."


    Hearing that, Christoff waspletely shocked. "Live broadcast? You mean Eugene and Princess


    Azalea?"


    The waiter replied, "Yes."


    Christoff continued prodding, "How''s the situation now?"


    "The live broadcast is still going on, and the King of the City has already taken his men to their room,"


    the waiter responded.


    "Thanks. Just take the money." Christoff then shoved the money forcibly into the waiter''s palms and


    returned to the room. Somehow, he was delighted to hear the news.


    He then looked at Olivia with a gloating expression. "It seems that your boyfriend is a sc*mbag!" Olivia


    had already heard the conversation between the two of them clearly behind the door, about how


    Eugene and Azalea making out was broadcast live.


    She didn''t know whether she should be angry or worried. Eugene had obviously fallen into Sirius''


    scheme. A live broadcast meant that every prominent figure in Nambahd was able to watch it. How was


    Eugene going to get away unscathed at this point? At the very least, he had to marry Azalea, but she


    also felt like he deserved to end up that way. If he weren''t intimate with her, how could he have fallen


    for Sirius'' scheme?


    The only thing she couldn''t fathom was… what did he take her for?


    Christoff was right. Eugene was sober. He wasn''t drugged.