Chapter 33: Who Are You Trying to Seduce Dressed Like That? That white dress had been the best Evelyn could afford back then. 

Nash boisterously called out, “Honey Come join us for a drink.” 

The 

girl looked terrified, shaking 

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her head frantically. “I, I don’t drink.” 

Nash’s voice hardened.“Don’t you all like this type?Harmless.Even I feel sorry for her.” 

“This little white rabbit is quite appealing!” 

aleb has his eye on her, so we won’t steal her away.” 

Nash’s smile deepened.“Don’t be afraid, sweetie. Sit beside me; I won’t hurt you.” 

The girl relaxed, approaching Nash. Nash pressed a drink into her hand.“Here, offer a toast to Mr. Fu…” 

She was pushed toward Caleb.Looking at his impassive profile, she trembled.“Mr. Fu…” She offered the drink. The moment he saw her face, Caleb’s rage ignited. It wasn’t her! What had he been expecting when he saw the white dress?! 

“Get out!” 

He knocked the drink from her hand, spilling it on her face.She screamed in fright. The room fell silent.No one helped her. She sobbed softly. 

Nash stood, patting the girl’s back.“There, there. Don’t cry.I’ll take you out of here.” Nash led the girl toward the 

Once outside, the girl calmed down. 

restroom. 

“Thank you for getting me out of there.That Mr. Fu was terrifying.I’m Wendy. What’s your 

name?” 

The dim hallway concealed the wild emotion in Nash’s eyes. 

“So, you want to be friends?” 

The girl nodded.“I think you’re a good person…” 

Before she finished, Nash slapped her. Wendy was stunned. 

“Are you worthy?” Nash snarled. 

Nash waited until they were in the restroom before attacking. She shoved Wendy to the ground. Seeing her white dress stained with Nash’s black footprint, Nash felt a surge of satisfaction. “You slut! Don’t you know what you are?!” 

Before Wendy could scream, Nash covered her mouth and slammed her head against the wall.She pulled out brass knuckles from her pocket. The metal slammed into Wendy’s chest and stomach. 

“Who are you trying to seduce dressed like that?” 

“You pathetic thing!” Nash spat. 

Once she was done, she removed the knuckles, washed her hands, and warned Wendy, “If you want to survive in this city, don’t mess with me.The Thirteen Princes are all my brothers. They can have you killed with a snap of their fingers!” 

Wendy trembled.Nash was pleased with her reaction. 

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out. 

Nash left. Ten minutes later, Wendy, bruised and 

stumbled aching, 

Shane, impeccably dressed, stood outside, his face impassive. Wendy handed him a memory card. “She didn’t recognize me,” she said, managing a smile.“Please, I want her to go to hell! I want revenge for Sunny!” 

Shane took the card and turned to leave. 

“I’m curious why you suddenly decided to help me,” Wendy called after him.“No matter how much I begged, you wouldn’t take the case.” 

hane toyed with 

the 

memory 

I card.“Because 

want 

to 

please 

a woman.” 

A black Maybach pulled into the Fu mansion’s garage. Nash offered Caleb her shoulder. He recoiled instinctively. 

“Caleb, let me help you out.” 

“No need.“His voice was hoarse. He opened his door and got out. Nash followed, trying to support him but he moved too quickly. 

Inside, he sat on the sofa, rubbing his temples. He hadn’t had a hangover in a long time. “Lemonade,” he murmured. 

Nash didn’t hear him clearly.“What did you say?” 

Caleb’s eyes widened; a strange emptiness filled him.Evelyn had been gone a month, and he still hadn’t adjusted.The staff, Caleb’s grandmother, and Ducky were 

Caleb clutched his stomach, groaning in pain. 

“Caleb, what’s wrong?” Nash asked anxiously. 

is 

to 

get me my 

all complaining. 

stomach medicine.” 

He gritted his teeth.“Call Evelyn.Tell her Nash’s face fell.She forced a neutral tone.“She’s blocked our numbers.Evelyn’s heartless!” Caleb took out his phone.Evelyn wouldn’t ignore him in this state. He found the hotel’s number and called. 

The receptionist put the call on hold, then, following instructions, called Shane.“Mr. Shane, a 

to be connected to her room.” man claiming to be Ms. Vance’s husband wants 

Shane said, “Connect the call to me.” 

Caleb heard the call connect. 

“Evelyn, my stomach hurts.” 

“Go to the hospital. Does Mr. Fu have a tumor on his neck?” 

Shane’s disdainful voice pierced Caleb.His eyes widened. The liquor he’d consumed transformed into a thousand needles stabbing his stomach.