CEO's Revengeful Queen

Chapter 33: How Can You Be So Depraved?!

The hotel owner rushed over when he saw the group of people coming up the steps of the front door,

"Hey! Who are you!"

The men in black suits immediately stopped him. The man in front of the group glanced at him. This

glance made the hotel owner feel like it had wrapped him in ice. His scalp tingled, and he seemed to be

frozen in place. He did not come back to his senses until the group had gone upstairs.

The leader's glare was too frightening, as if his eyes could devour him.

In Room A203, Caleb quickly stripped off his clothes and threw himself at the woman on the bed.

"Baby, I know that you went to North University because of me, and curried favour with Ethan, the

person you despise the most, just to be with me. I'm sorry that I realized your true feelings so late...I'm

here now, Baby. Tonight, I will treat you well...."

When Caleb rushed to the bed like an impatient male wolf—

The door was kicked open with a loud bang.

The cold wind was howling outside, like a soul-devouring bell from hell. With a flash of lightning, a black

shadow stood in the room. The man's face was gloomy and horrible, and the cruel and bloodthirsty

rage surrounded him.

The faces of the man and woman on the bed turned ghostly white, and they trembled. The man who

had barged in was more terrifying than death!

He was a demon straight from hell!

"Ethan..." At that moment, a familiar, gentle voice sounded outside the door.

The man turned his cold face around and saw the little girl standing at the door. Her eyes were filled

with astonishment as she asked, "Ethan, why are you here?"

The chill in his eyes froze the moment he saw her outside the door.

Howard was even more surprised. Why was Annetta outside the door? If so, who was the woman on

the bed?

Annetta ignored Howard as she walked in and happily held Ethan's arm. She lifted the bag in her hand,

"Ethan, I purposely came here to buy you some hawthorn to stimulate your appetite because I now

know that you don't have a good appetite. There is a senior at A202 doing live streaming of his

hometown's speciality goods..." She frowned and stopped speaking when she felt that something was

amiss in the room. Turning around, she saw Caleb and Carla lying in bed, trembling.

Annetta cried out in shock. The bag in her hand fell to the ground. Her eyes were full of disbelief.

Howard was momentarily delighted. Everyone knew that Annetta was crazy over Caleb.

In the past, she would flip out when she saw Caleb talking to another girl. No one could imagine what

she would do if she caught him sleeping with Carla.

Young Master Ethan would not let her off the hook as long as she went crazy for Caleb, as per usual.

Howard felt that the atmosphere of the entire room had become like an igloo, the cold aura making

people instantly nervous. The surrounding bodyguards kept shivering, and he was breaking out in a

cold sweat.

Ethan pressed his thin lips tightly together, the anger in his dark eyes burning. His pupils became

bloodshot, and he radiated ruthlessness and bloodlust.

There was a deathly stillness.

Howard was about to rejoice when he saw that Annetta was trapped like a spider in her own web. Just

then, Annetta angrily rushed at Carla, grabbed her, and gave her a hard slap. Carla was stunned.

Annetta was like an older sister who was teaching her little sister a lesson, saying disapprovingly,

"Carla, you really disappoint me. I know you've been spoilt at home, but please, have some self-

respect! How can you be so depraved? How sickening of you to have sex with a s*umbag like this!"

Annetta looked at Caleb distastefully. She walked over to Ethan and grabbed his hand, saying, "Let's

go, Ethan! Don't let these two people contaminate your eyes!"

The man studied her expression and confirmed that there was no sadness, only disgust, and the cold

aura around him gradually eased.

Annetta pulled Ethan towards the door. Upon reaching, she stopped and said to the man, "Ethan, give This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

me a minute!"