A man who worked for Mr. Black walked into the room with a new burgundy skirt, saying, "boss, we got the terrorist."

Mr. Black took the skirt and turned to ask Avery, "do you know the truth? Guess it. If you get the answer, I will give you a prize."

Avery nodded. She guessed that Mr. Black was aiming to catch the terrorist because he wasn't afraid of the terrorist.

"Smart woman," Mr. Black pursed her lips and smiled. He batted his eyelashes and said, "Come here."

Then, Mr. Black put his hands on the neckline of the skirt. Suddenly, he tore the dress up through its neckline. His fake breast had been taken off, so his delicate clavicle and vigorous breast muscles appeared.

Avery knew he was good at fighting, but she never expected that he had such a good figure.

His face was beautiful and perfect. Although he put on some ketchup for pretending to be a woman, he must be a handsome boy.

Mr. Black looked excited and opened his arms, "Come on, baby. The hug is the gift."

Avery didn't move. She didn't want to hug him but kicked him away.

Avery took out her phone from her pocket. She planned to take pictures of him.

But Mr. Black raised his eyelids and blew Avery a kiss, saying, "You had taken a photo of my naked body. You should be with me."

Avery put her phone back to her pocket. Her temples were a little sore because she had never met such a shameless man like Mr. Black.

Mr. Black was changing clothes in front of her. Seeing that, Avery was embarrassed and turned her back to him.

"Aren't you afraid I will show the photos to others? In this way, everyone will know your gender."

"I have never thought about it. You can show it to others first."

Avery was silent.

Mr. Black was already dressed and adjusted his hair. He threw a wink with his blinked eyes, saying, "Mr. Lautner is your man?"

"No, he isn't," Avery answered honestly.

"Umm. I got it. Mr. Lautner loves you. Do you want me to kill him?" he scratched around his neck with his bare hand.

Because Mr. Black had gotten dressed, Avery opened the door of the change room, "why not let him love you?"

Her words choked Mr. Black. After a while, he chased her, shouting, "Hey! I like women."

Then, they walked back to the bar. Now people were relaxed. They weren't terrified anymore because the policemen had caught the terrorist.

"What a bold and impolite terrorist! He even dared to claim that the princess was the terrorist so that all of us understood the princess."

"The terrorist wanted to distract us from him, so then he can run away."

"Hey! Look! They are coming."

Everyone turned around and shouted simultaneously, "Mr. Black. Mr. Black." They all admired Mr. Black for catching the terrorist. The admiration was nothing to do with age, gender, or the nation. Everyone truly admired Mr. Black.

No one knew Mr. Black's real name, but it doesn't matter. People didn't care what his name was.

"Ah. I am anxious that I have so many admirers," Mr. Black covered his smile. At this time, a waiter walked to them. He put his left hand behind his back and held a tray with another hand.

There were glasses of wine on the tray. When everyone held a glass of wine high, a man shouted, "please join me in a toast to our hero, Mr. Black. Women are not worse than men. We respect you."

Mr. Black lifted his glass and said, "it requires very little of me."

Avery was taking a sip of the wine. All of a sudden, she was choked up by his words. "Is there no one who wants to beat him? If they find he is a man who likes to wear female clothes, I guess they will vomit," Avery thought to herself.

Avery couldn't help but cough. At the same time, Mr. Black patted her shoulder, saying, "baby, I had not taken action. Why are you so excited now? You make me excited too."

Avery tugged his hand and looked around as if she was trying to look for something. At the moment, she suddenly realized that it was unusual for her to love someone else except Evan.

But when she glanced at Mr. Lautner, who was standing on the sofa, she got a feeling. He sat in the dark as if he was the death who was cruel and evil. Looking at his eyes, you can see the peace and cold.

Mr. Lautner also turned to look at Avery. When he stared at her, her throat became a little dry, so she drank the wine up.

In the meantime, Mr. Lautner stood up from the sofa and lifted his glass. Then he said to Mr. Black, "thank you for the help. You saved us. Give a toast to you."

Avery was a little bit drunk. She seemed to hear that Mr. Lautner gave Mr. Black a toast.

She thought she made a mistake because two of them just fought with each other, but now Mr. Lautner showed his friendship.

Mr. Black was also astonished. He said to Avery softly, "does he love me?"

Avery pressed her temples with her fingers. She felt a little light-headed and couldn't help but laughed. When she was going to say something, the crowd walked to them.

"Mr. Black, you are our goddess. Let's give you a toast."

"Mr. Black, you are our hero. Let's give you a toast."

Avery was squeezed out by the crowd. She looked around. Suddenly, she found the man smiled at her meaningfully.

Now, she realized that Mr. Lautner meant to give a toast to Mr. Black so that the crowd surrounded him.

Avery shook her head absently. She felt something wrong about her body, but she tried to keep balance. Avery walked to a booth where no one sat there. Then she took an ice cube and held it tight. Finally, she felt better now.

Suddenly, she heard a conversation between two men,

"Will Mr. Black kill us?"

"Never mind. Mr. Black will appreciate it. Two beautiful women must make him happy. I couldn't help but get a feeling when I think about it."

"It is a pity that we can't see it."

"I have an idea."

Avery became serious. She now knew that the two men wanted to give her to Mr. Black, which means that there was something wrong with the wine.

"How careless I am!" Avery thought to herself.

Soon, Avery felt hotter and hotter. And her lips and throat also became dry.

"Let me go!" Avery pushed his hand away, and then she rubbed her forehead. "Damn it! It is too hot here. I can't even take a breath," Avery said to herself.

Avery was afraid that she couldn't control herself, so she directly rushed out of the booth and went into the bathroom.