So they've come in to steal stuff, and even dared to tie up the young master like this... This style is also damn unique!
The bodyguards were both scared and amused, struggling to hold back laughter as they took scissors to cut the ties.
Wayne Bailey had been unconscious for an entire evening before waking up, his body all stiff. After unlocking the handcuffs, he removed the tie from his mouth.
The deep indentations around his mouth—was this woman really this ruthless to him?
"My glasses!!!" Wayne Bailey was fed up with being blind and treated like a fool.
A bodyguard hastened to hand over the glasses, and once he put them on, his vision finally cleared.
His face turned icy as he glanced over the bodyguards—
"Young Master, we didn't see anything. You worked all night, you must be tired, right?"
Bang, the door connected to the study was kicked open.
Cathy Xavier had already woken up and was sitting in front of the vanity, drawing her eyebrows on.
