Alex had no heart to appreciate the beautiful scenery before him; he grabbed the stick and left immediately.
Although the mysterious woman began to dance wildly, perhaps because there was no background music, it felt as if she might break free at any moment.
Moreover, even though the mysterious woman's body was out of control, her assassin's instinct kept her weapon-wielding hand raised, swaying back and forth at the cave entrance in search of a target. Alex was afraid she might accidentally strike him.
Running back to the villa in one breath, Alex closed the door, his heart still pounding wildly. Not daring to linger, he quickly went upstairs to the second floor, entered his room, and lay down, pretending he had been sleeping the whole time.
Who would have thought that as soon as he lay under the covers, Alex heard a small, satisfied moan beside his ear. Without realizing it, his body made contact with a full, delicate frame, and a burning sensation was transmitted to him.
Alex abruptly threw off the quilt, his face full of shock. Freya was actually lying on his bed.
She seemed to be sleeping groggily, snuggled in Alex's arms. After sensing movement, she rubbed her sleepy eyes, looked up at Alex with her charming face, and asked coyly, "Alex, where did you go just now? I waited for you until I almost fell asleep."
Alex stammered, "I just went to the bathroom. Why are you on my bed?"
"I was sleepy, so I wanted to lie down for a while, but I didn't expect to actually fall asleep. However, if you hadn't come back, I would have gone to look for you."
She said firmly, yawned again, and snuggled further into Alex's embrace, pressing her face against his chest with a beaming smile. Alex could even feel the scorching heat and pride of her cheeks.
Alex's body stiffened.
With an inexplicable smile on the corners of her lips, she muttered, "Alex's bed is so comfortable to sleep in, and his chest is so warm. Let's sleep together tonight; we've never slept together before."
After saying this, she closed her eyes.
Sleep together?
If he were still a child, Freya's suggestion would naturally be fine, but now that he was in high school, it would be very strange to sleep together.
A thought crossed Alex's mind. Someone had come to assassinate him tonight; had Freya barged into his room because she was worried about him? Was proposing to sleep with him a way to prevent the other party from coming back to attack him?
He had a mind to ask Freya about the person's background, but it wouldn't change anything. Freya's identity was very mysterious, and there seemed to be a force behind her. Moreover, he felt that she was somewhat helpless in her situation, and being frank would not benefit either of them.
Alex decided to investigate this matter secretly. At the same time, he needed more self-preservation capabilities; he had to properly study his golden finger.
"Ring, ring..."
While he was thinking this, the doorbell rang downstairs.
Freya opened her eyes, and the sleepiness in them vanished in an instant without a trace.
Seeing Alex looking at her, she smiled at him gently and climbed up: "It's so late. I'll go see who it is. Alex, you go to sleep first; I won't disturb you."
Seeming afraid that Alex would follow her, Freya quickly got out of bed, put on her slippers, and walked over, opening the door and leaving.
Alex guessed that it might be the mysterious woman who had returned. He dared not go see her now for fear of being recognized, so Freya's suggestion suited him perfectly.
Forcing himself to stay awake, exhaustion continued to wash over him, and Alex finally drifted off to sleep helplessly.
First floor.
Freya opened the door and saw a woman covered in cement dust. Even her face and hair were sprinkled with a thin layer of cement, making her look as if she had been dyed gray, with only her eyes still bright.
The other party's disheveled appearance, combined with her cold, frosty pretty face, looked somewhat comical.
"What happened to you?" Freya asked in astonishment.
"I fell into a pit. Lend me a place to take a shower."
The mysterious woman was expressionless.
... When he woke up from his sleep, it was already dawn outside.
Recalling the events of last night, Alex couldn't help but feel a lingering fear. If it hadn't been for the cement prop last night, he feared his fate wouldn't have been good.
This incident made him realize that the items opened from the chest, no matter how inconspicuous, had their own special qualities; who knew when one might save his life.
Getting out of bed, Alex felt that his mental state was no longer a major issue. The Vibration Skill consumed mental energy, and a night's sleep was enough to fully replenish it.
However, his total mental energy was too small. The skill could not even be maintained for ten seconds before consuming all his mental energy. This was very dangerous. If he encountered something like last night again, he might pass out from mental exhaustion before the other party could even kill him.
It seemed that the use of the movie ticket had to be carried out immediately, to find a way to alleviate the skill's aftereffects and extend the duration of use as soon as possible.
Alex decided to try it tonight. At the same time, he had to find a way to get other treasure chest rewards. In this regard, he could start with Freya, or try looking for other people, but he didn't have any targets for the time being.
Coming downstairs, Alex's eyes narrowed. He saw two women sitting on the sofa, one of whom was Freya, and the other was none other than the mysterious woman who had wanted to kill him last night.
Last night, in his haste, Alex had already seen the other party's face, but he had no heart to appreciate it at the time. Now, looking closely, he discovered that she was a beauty no less than Freya. The difference was that this person had a sour face, as if someone owed her millions, and combined with that icy temperament, it gave people a feeling of "strangers keep away."
At this moment, Freya was vigilantly watching the other party, while the mysterious woman was expressionless.
The two women noticed Alex coming downstairs and both turned their gazes toward him. Freya's eyes carried a hint of worry, while the mysterious woman looked at Alex up and down with a scrutinizing gaze.
"Who is this?" Alex asked, pretending to be puzzled.
Freya perked up and said, "She is my friend, here to see me about something. Alex, you go to school first. Take the money on the dining table to buy breakfast; I didn't have time to make it for you today."
She smiled apologetically.
Alex nodded, took the money without a word, and left. The woman's scrutinizing gaze made his back feel a bit cold. It seemed that after being attacked last night, this woman had also treated him as a suspect, specifically waiting until this morning to probe him.
However, Alex was not worried about being discovered. The tools of the crime had all been collected into his backpack space. Because cement powder got into her eyes, the mysterious woman hadn't even seen his shadow last night. Plus, Freya would provide him with an alibi, so there was simply no evidence to prove that he had done what happened yesterday.
The reason the mysterious woman came to see him was probably out of caution, unwilling to let go of any possibility.
Watching Alex leave, the two women in the living room continued to remain silent. After an unknown amount of time, Freya spoke: "Suling, I have already promised you that I will not do anything out of line. What more do you want? Alex is just an innocent child; please don't hurt him."
An Suling said indifferently, "Your worry is superfluous. Since I promised you, I will not mess around. I just wanted to see what kind of person he is, to be worth you paying so much for him. However, he doesn't look like anything special."
Although she maintained a poised and humble attitude, An Suling kept a somewhat low profile in front of Freya, appearing vaguely respectful.
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