He pulled off his tie with his left hand, flinging it angrily onto the sofa before turning towards the kitchen. There, he filled a glass of water from the dispenser and lifted it to his lips.
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Upstairs.
Ning Xiaofei neatly folded the damp towel and placed it back on the rack, scratching her wet hair automatically before pulling open a drawer to retrieve a hairdryer. As she reached out to plug it in, she quickly pulled her hand back.
Rushing back to the bedroom, she grabbed her phone to check the time, and as she turned, she saw the light seeping in from outside the door.
Who turned the lights on?
Her heart skipped a beat, and she dashed to the side of the door, poking her head out to peer outside. At a glance, she saw the lights in the living room were on.
My goodness!
The King of Hell is back!
