With that, she looked at the clothes Angelo was wearing, wondering "the man" must be from a wealthy family, and she would be a royal after tonight.

She was thrilled when she thought of those girls who entered wealthy families after having the babies of the rich people. Then she looked at Angelo, thinking that she had nothing to lose even if she got nothing from "the man."

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"No," Angelo muttered and made a posture to vomit. Seeing that, the girl retreated. Angelo took the chance to run away.

"Wait for me."

The woman hurried up and wouldn't let go of her prey. Angelo was drunk and ran aimlessly until she ended up in a dead-end.

The woman was panting and forked, looking at Angelo, who had no way out. Then she looked around and looked ferocious when she saw no one around.

"I was going to take you to the motel. Since you don't want to, we can do it here. I won't let you go anyway," said the woman, moving closer to Angelo.

Angelo was soberer now. She looked at the woman and shouted, "Are you crazy?"

From the woman's words, Angelo knew what she was thinking about. So, she sympathized with her but loathed her even more. She couldn't understand women who wanted to rely on men to change their lives.

By then, the woman started to take off her skirt.

Angelo felt sick to see that. She glared at the woman and took a chance to run away.

"You can't escape from me," said the woman.

It was not easy to meet a rich "prince." How could she let go of "him"? She pushed Angelo against the wall.

Angelo, however, couldn't help herself because of being drunk. She kept struggling but couldn't get rid of the woman. Finally, she closed her eyes, thinking that she might be found to be a woman.

When the lips of the woman approached, Angelo felt quite sick and then vomited again.

"Oh, gosh!"

The woman got upset when she saw the vomit on her skirt. Also, Angelo couldn't stand the smell and pinched her nose.

"Angelo!"

It was the familiar cold voice.

Angelo's eye lit up when she heard it and looked in the direction of the voice.

"Brother," said Angelo, stumbling to Drake.

Just then, the woman glanced up and down at Drake. Then, admiration was full of her eyes.

She got an idea when she heard Angelo call Drake. Hurriedly, she went to Angelo and grabbed her.

"Nice to meet you, brother. I'm his girlfriend," said the woman shyly.

"What a shame!"

With that, Angelo struggled to withdraw her hand. Drake hinted at the bodyguard behind him, who kicked the woman away at once.

"He's Thorne, not a man you can covet," said Drake in a deep voice.

Probably because of the alcohol, Angelo was in a daze, feeling that Drake was so handsome now. Was she crazy?

"Don't you leave?"

Drake glanced at Angelo, who followed up at once. Looking at the back of Drake, Angelo was quite excited.

"Cool!" she mumbled.

Drake heard her and smiled. The smell didn't seem so bad.

Soon, they got back home. As soon as Angelo got out of the car, she saw Hale waiting there.

"Good evening, Hale," she greeted him with a smile.

Hale, however, looked quite surprised.

Then Drake's cold voice came.

"Clean the car."

Hearing that, Angelo thought of something. She lowered her head to see the vomitus on her clothes and felt sick again.

Drake got cleanliness. When Angelo thought of that, she felt lucky that she survived to get home.

"I'll take a shower, Drake."

With that, she ran to the bathroom.

Drake's eyes deepened as Angelo ran away. Then, he took off his clothes and went to his bathroom.

When Angelo finished her shower, she dried herself, put on her pajamas, and walked out.

Then, her eyes focused on Drake, who was sitting on the sofa and reading a newspaper.

She didn't know if it was because Drake saved her that she felt Drake was gorgeous!

Then, Drake noticed Angelo. He put down the newspaper and said in a low voice, "You have to protect yourself outside."

Angelo stayed when she heard that. Was Drake concerned about her? But she was a "man" now.

"I know, brother," she replied, didn't say anything more. Then, she walked up and sat next to Drake, who frowned when he smelled Angelo's delicate fragrance.

"How did you find me, Drake?"

Angelo had been curious about it. It was a remote alley, and it couldn't be easy for Drake to find her.

Hearing her question, Drake thought of how he asked the passersby one after another. Even he was surprised that he did that for Angelo.

When he thought of how panicked and anxious he was then, he noticed that it was not a good sign.

"Drake?"

Seeing Drake losing in thought, Angelo waved his hand in front of him. Her move exposed her delicate collarbone to Drake.

Drake turned his head away and picked up the newspaper, but Angelo's faint fragrance had been around him.

"Keep away from me."

When Drake sensed the change in his body, he became more serious. Being close to him, Angelo felt like being in an icehouse.

As soon as she heard the order, she got up and sat on the sofa opposite him, where she could see Drake's complex expression.

"Did I offend him? Why does he look like that?" wondered Angelo inside.

She thought for a while but couldn't figure out why. Then she thought of the vomitus on her clothes, and her eyes showed a complex look.

Did Drake come for it? Oh, god, she would be screwed.

As she was thinking about the nonsense, Drake handed a phone to her.

She took it over with confusion. Her phone was lost in the kidnapping. Did Drake buy her a new one?

She turned it on and got nervous when she saw messages from Daisy.

After reading the messages carefully, she found that they were sent on the day she was kidnapped and mentioned nothing about her secret, she then was relieved.