The Substitute Bride: Idiot Or Not?

Chapter 33



The hotel belonged to Fairchild Corporation. It was not difficult for Xavier to instruct a few security guards.

Josiah immediately stepped forward and reminded them, "Hold on! She's a foreign guest, after all. She's probably the companion or family member of a participant. Be more polite when you invite her over." "That is not necessary!" Xavier could not be polite to a person who dared to piss him off.

Josiah hurriedly gave the guards a look and said, "Listen to me. Listen to me. Hurry up and get the things done."

Then, he quickly changed the subject and asked Xavier, "Is the foreign beauty your ex-girlfriend? That's why she was jealous when she saw you going into the fire escape with another woman?"

"I've never seen this woman before!"

Josiah turned to look at Yulissa. "Then... did you get into a conflict with this woman?"

Yulissa shook her head. "That's impossible. I've never seen her before too. Besides, I just returned to the country."

"There's no point in asking her. You'll know when she's here."

Xavier glanced at Yulissa. He suddenly realized he was not as happy as he thought he would be when he met her.

He used to have a strange feeling when he thought about her occasionally in the past. However, the feeling disappeared.

All he could think of now was the woman who dared to lock him up.

His eyes were sharp. He swept through each real-time monitoring screen at a fast pace and finally fixed his gaze on the middle one.

"So she's hiding here." He picked up the walkie-talkie and gave his orders. "Southwest corner of the banquet hall. Get her!"

Meanwhile, somewhere in the banquet hall, Winnie glanced at her phone and felt that it was probably time. Besides, she saw someone going in the direction of the dressing room just now. As long as someone went over, Xavier and Yulissa would most probably be released.

She knew Xavier's character very well. Once he came out, he would definitely check the surveillance footage. And once he checked the surveillance footage, she was not far from being exposed. Therefore, she bid farewell to Nathaniel. "I think I've stayed here long enough tonight. I shall take my leave now. Let's keep in touch online."

Nathaniel was a little shocked by her decision. He joked, "Are you Cinderella? But the clock has not yet struck midnight."

Winnie smiled. "My dear Nathaniel, I think you have read too many fairy tales."

Unfortunately, as soon as she got up from the couch, she saw several security guards in black suits walking toward her.

She frowned and patted Nathaniel on his shoulder. "I'm sorry. I really have to go now."

Nathaniel could sense that something was not right with her. When he followed her gaze and saw the security guards, he asked, "Are you in trouble? Do you need my help?"

"No. Just remember to hide my identity." Winnie slipped into the crowd after finishing speaking.

Just at that moment, the music sounded, and the lights in the hall dimmed. The gala began, and this brought convenience to Winnie.

However, Nathaniel could not stay still and do nothing. He immediately followed after her.

At the same time, Xavier saw the scene of Nathaniel chasing Winnie on the screen. "The dressing room. She's heading to the dressing room."Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

The security guards got the information and quickly went to the dressing room.

However, the dance floor was too dark, and all the guests today were influential people in society. They did not dare to make a scene.

In the end, there were only two security guards who followed Xavier's order and successfully came to the dressing room.

Although they had successfully caught up with Winnie in the corridor, they had obviously underestimated the enemy and were not ready to face such a powerful one. Winnie knocked them down one by one by kicking their important parts.

The moment they fell, Winnie heard Xavier's voice on the walkie-talkie. "Rubbish! The two of you can't even catch a lady!"


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