The Queen's Back

"Everybody in the entire ball is looking for that woman now. Things won't go wrong, right?"

"Mike, what could possibly happen? We're just doing what we're paid to do. Maybe that woman's already having a good time."

"Ricky is right. We're just doing what we're paid to do. If anything really happens, Mr. Ward will take responsibility. This job has already been completed. We'll just wait to get money from Mr. Ward tomorrow."

"Jacky, Ricky is right. I'm short-sighted. It's that woman's fortune to have a man like Mr. Conrad taking a liking to her."

"Mike, that's well said. Let's go. I'll bring you guys to enjoy yourselves."

After the three men left, Barbara came out from behind the tree. Her lips curled into a wicked smile.

She thought, 'I was just worried about how to win the Design Competition in Noretin. Well, the method just fell to my lap. Mr. Conrad? I wonder which greasy middle-aged man has taken a fancy to Mona. It seems that being beautiful and charming isn't necessarily a good thing. See, that's the consequence.'

Barbara believed as long as Mona's reputation was damaged, the judges and audience would naturally have a bad impression of her designs, especially the audience. In that case, Mona would not be a threat anymore.

Then, she took out her spare phone, found the numbers of a few reporters in Noretin, and started texting them one by one.

"[Tonight's headline. A prostitution deal has appeared on the second floor of a certain hotel. The woman involved is the first-place winner of Nathontown Design Competition! She's married. Hurry up, or you'll miss out on the headline!]"

Barbara thought, 'Now, I just have to wait and enjoy the show. Today, the universe is really on my side.'

There was still a long night ahead.

At this moment, Mona, who was in the room, felt that her strength had recovered a little. She got up with difficulty and walked toward the door of the room. Sure enough, the situation was just as Brendan had said. The door was locked from the outside, and Brendan's phone beside her feet had no signal.

As for the windows, just to be on the safe side, all of them were fitted with security bars.

Mona opened the windows. The cold wind from outside blew in. She forced herself to calm down.

She knew that when coming across a problem, being flustered wouldn't solve any issues.

At this moment, Brendan's muffled groan came from the bathroom, followed by the sound of a person jumping into the bathtub. Mona's heart skipped a beat. She did not dare to look in the direction of the bathroom and immediately ran toward the balcony.

She looked at the edge of the balcony and noticed that the neighboring balcony was only about three feet away.

However, she was now on the height of more than twenty floors. Her hands and feet felt a bit weak.

She did not dare to go over. The scene of her falling from over eighty floors before she traveled back in time immediately surfaced in her mind. The sensation of weightlessness from falling off the building immediately overwhelmed her body, pressing down on her until she could not catch her breath.

However, no one knew how long Brendan could last in the bathroom. Moreover, he was already soaked in cold water. He might die or become paralyzed.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door and the sounds of all kinds of people arguing.

"Is this the room? The door is locked from the outside."

"I've secretly checked. This is the only room in the entire hotel booked under someone with the surname Conrad."

"I don't care anymore. We finally managed to sneak in. If we don't capture anything, what are we supposed to write for the headline tomorrow?"

"Unlock the door."

Hearing the sound of people talking quietly at the doorway, followed by the sounds of rummaging around as someone searched for something, Mona felt intense fear.

She thought, 'In my current look,

with my unusually flushed face and

this rather revealing nightgown, as well as with Brendan in the bathroom... If we're seen like even if we say nothing has

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happened, no one would believe us.'

Thinking of this, Mona gritted her teeth and climbed onto the balcony.

Looking from the balcony, the dizziness of the height made her arms and legs go weak. She didn't dare look down. Beads of sweat ran down her forehead and dripped onto the balcony's iron railing. She was gripping it tightly.

But thinking that the people at the doorway were about to come in, she immediately gripped the edge of the balcony tightly and tentatively stretched her foot toward the edge of the opposite balcony. Mona was scared witless just by stretching out her leg, her heart racing as if it didn't belong to her.

She frowned tightly and bit her lower lip. The taste of blood immediately spread in her mouth.

Fortunately, she could reach it.

Moreover, there was a ledge on the wall that could be grabbed.

Mona did not dare to look down. She tentatively moved to the neighboring balcony, afraid that she would fall.

Her life was precious.

Mona gripped the edge of the wall and slowly moved her body over.

Once most of her body was on the neighboring balcony, Mona suddenly heaved a sigh of relief, but her body could not help but tremble violently.

When she reached the opposite balcony, she collapsed onto it. Her hands and back were covered in sweat.

Almost as soon as she arrived at the neighboring balcony, a group of reporters burst into the room she had just been in.

"No one is here, huh?"

"Can't you hear the sound? They are in the bathroom. Get the camera ready. I want this headline today. I want to see who dares to make prostitution deals." Every reporter wanted to take first-hand photos of the headlines. When they reached the bathroom door, they noticed that it was locked from the inside. "Knock the door open," the leader said without hesitation.

His subordinates immediately knocked open the bathroom door.

At this moment, Jenson, who was in a romantic embrace, received a message from his subordinate. He was surprised that someone dared to disrupt his plan. He immediately pushed the woman away, put on his clothes, and went straight to Brendan's room. Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The moment the bathroom door was opened, the scene inside immediately appeared in front of everyone.

Brendan was soaking in the water. His lips were pale, and he was about to lose consciousness.

Everyone took a look and thought, 'This doesn't seem right. Why is there only one man in the bathroom? Where is the woman?'

At this moment, Barbara rushed over with the design department manager, Leander. When she saw this scene, she thought, 'Something is wrong. I heard it clearly just now. Mona should be in this room.' She quickly scanned the room to look for Mona. Eventually, she fixed her gaze on the balcony.

"Barbara, did you see clearly?" Leander asked, feeling somewhat doubtful. "Did Mona come up here?"

"I-I didn't see very clearly," Barbara said uncertainly. "I just saw a figure from behind that looked like my cousin's. That person came toward this room." With that said, she walked toward the balcony.

As soon as Barbara headed toward the balcony, a few reporters followed her, wanting to see if that woman was hiding there.

Just then, Mona dragged her tired body into the room next door. Before Barbara reached the balcony, she successfully entered the room.