Franklin looked at Vallerie with a muddled expression. Although fraternal twins looked different, most people would subconsciously think of identical twins when they heard about them. Franklin stared at Vallerie, trying to recall Sigrid's mother's face to compare with hers. Only then did he realize that their facial features were indeed somewhat similar. Noticing that he was staring at Vallerie, Walter's face turned dark and he growled, "Who are you staring at?" He was displeased as to how Franklin was staring at his wife so intensely. If he were to stare any longer, Walter might even dig his eyeballs out. Being glared at by Walter's fierce eyes, Franklin was shocked. He hurriedly answered, "Mr. Andrew, I didn't mean to. I just wanted to make sure if your wife looked like my beloved wife." Kama's face darkened all of a sudden. She was Franklin's current wife. What the hell was this old man talking about? "Oh? Isn't your beloved wife sitting next to you, Mr
Just as Sigrid held George's arm and was about to head out, Loris said, "I'm going to sleep. You guys can go ahead and have fun." It was annoying to see Elizabeth and Sigrid, the two demons. To Loris, anyone good-looking was all annoying! Elizabeth gave her a side glance and replied, "It's good that you don't join us. Otherwise, you'll ruin the group's overall appearance." "What did you say?" Loris glared at her discontentedly. Elizabeth raised her eyebrows and uttered nonchalantly, "Don't get too agitated. You just got an injection in your face, so be careful not to use too much of your masseter muscles when you speak. Or else, the muscles will get bigger." Loris was rendered speechless by this. She wondered, "F*ck! How did this b*tch know that I went for an injection? Was she spying on me?" Sigrid looked at her curiously, but she couldn't tell any difference on Loris' face. What kind of useless injection was that? "What are you looking at? I just g
Elizabeth stood up and walked to the side. Edward's heart started to beat rapidly as he thought she wanted to go to him. However, Elizabeth walked towards Jonason, bowed her head, and kissed him on the cheek. Edward cursed inwardly, "F*ck! Why didn't the dare mention 'kiss on the lips'? If so, she definitely would've kissed me instead!" After Elizabeth spun the beer bottle, it was Jonason and Natasha's turn again. However, the tip of the bottle was aimed at Natasha this time around. Natasha thought for a moment and said, "Dare." Her voice was very pleasant. Sigrid carefully looked at her and realized that she had a mesmerizing body figure. Natasha was almost 1.8 meters tall with her high heels on. She had big breasts, a thin waist, and a pair of long legs. From her appearance, she looked simply perfect. "Ding-dong, your dare has been selected: Please choose someone of the opposite sex and look at his or her underwear, then say the color of it out lou
"You..." The man was a little surprised that she had managed to grab his hand so quickly. Then, he frowned slightly and grabbed her neck with more strength using his other hand. He said, "Do you live in this apartment? Take me to your home and treat my wound, or I'll kill you now!" Elizabeth was speechless. Who gave him the confidence? After complaining him in her mind, Elizabeth nodded in agreement. Elizabeth stayed on the highest floor. When she took the elevator, the man carefully wiped his blood on the camera before he went in, in case he would be photographed. "It's useless. There are surveillance cameras in the parking lot too," Elizabeth said. The man frowned slightly and seized her up, saying, "I think I have seen you from somewhere before." Elizabeth did not intend to answer. The man thought for a long time before he remembered that she might be a singer. He pondered for a moment and added, "You would have a valid excuse to buy the sur
Elizabeth turned off her computer, went into the bathroom to remove her makeup, and then lay on the bed. She switched off the lights and went to sleep. How was she going to get Sigrid's blood? She would definitely think of a way after she was done with her work. The next afternoon, in the castle. Sigrid had stayed up late last night and was tired, so she had been sleeping until now. She turned her head and saw that George, who was next to her, had already woken up. However, he had not gotten up from the bed yet. He was ready to stay in bed for a while just as she was. "What time is it?" she asked. "11 o'clock." After answering, George threw the phone aside and held her in his arms, enjoying the feeling of warmth and softness in his arms. Sigrid curled her lip and muttered discontentedly, "Aren't you very concerned about maintaining good health? Why did you stay up late? No, you have been up all night!" They had finished the truth or dare game a
"Oh, your face is so red. I must be right! Was it because of me that you two succeeded?" Rachel asked excitedly. "I don't think so. He might have prepared earlier," Sigrid mumbled under her breath. Then, she said, "You are more accurate than the fortune teller. The last time we met, what you said came true. Even some little details that you analyzed were right too! Tell me honestly, are you a clairvoyant?" "How could I be a clairvoyant? I believe that George likes you from the bottom of his heart, and then I thought of everything from this aspect. So with that, I arrived at my conclusions." Rachel smiled awkwardly and asked, "How does Prince Charming look in real person?" "Almost the same as on television. His skin is better than I thought, and he is polite to everyone." Sigrid thought for a moment before she continued, "He's really good at acting. I saw it that day, his scenes were all filmed smoothly in one take. Besides, his lines were also very good. He doesn't ev
Rachel felt her little heart tighten. The next second, her heart began to beat rapidly. Her whole face turned red and her mind went blank. She didn't know what to say next. Cyrus was slightly stunned. Seeing her nervous and shy look, he found that her reaction was similar to those fans he had met in the past. He pursed his lips and asked, "Are you my fan?" Rachel came back to her senses and nodded wildly. She walked forward a few steps and stuttered, "Um... I'm sorry for disturbing your rest. C-Can we shake hands?." She exclaimed inwardly, "Now that I've got his autograph, it'll all be perfect once I can shake hands with him!" Rachel was swooning. Cyrus was so handsome! Even his skin looked flawless from such a close distance. He was so stunning that her legs went limp. Cyrus smiled politely and took the initiative to reach out his hand. Rachel's eyes lit up at once. When she raised her hand, all she could think of was, "My Prince Charming's ha
"Hey, are you shy?" Seeing her blush, Rachel smiled even more proudly. "All right, all right. I'll stay a little longer and might as well get a meal while I'm at it. I hope he won't be jealous, hahaha." Sigrid curled her lips. She wouldn't care if he got jealous. After all, he insisted on making her do intimate things all night long! Not only did she want to bathe together with Rachel, but she also wanted to spend the night with her! Tonight, George could just stay alone in the boudoir! At this moment, Mr. Toland sneezed. He was arranging things in the study room to prepare for the coming week so that he could get off work early to go back home and accompany his wife next week. When Sigrid was ready to go back, she took Rachel along with her and called the butler. She asked him to inform the kitchen that she would be bringing her friend back home that day. It was time to leave. Rachel was a little reluctant, but it just so happened that Cyrus had fin