Manhattan, Fifth Avenue and 59th Street, in the luxurious presidential suite of the Four Seasons Hotel
On the soft big bed, Rockefeller Jacques was enjoying a massage, and there was an untimely knock on the door from outside.
The man standing by the door opened it and saw the person outside nodded and let him in.
After the latter entered the room, his subordinates usually stood aside until Rockefeller and Jacques had finished a massage and the two masseur girls left before they dared to move forward.
"Tell me, does Stephen bring good news or bad news?"
With his bathrobe loosely draped, Rockefeller Jacques walked directly to the bathroom to rinse, and his voice came out through the pattering water curtain.
"Sir, Captain Stephen asked me to tell you that Shura has escaped, so that you can make your next plan."
"Escaped? Isn't he the one who knows Shura best? How could he let him escape?"
Hearing the words of his subordinates outside, Rockefeller's voice did not contain any surprise or disappointment. It was obvious that he had expected all this.
However, his tone towards this subordinate was still not very polite.
"This subordinate doesn't know much about this." Knowing that the master in front of him had always disliked Captain Stephen, this subordinate did not dare to say anything more.
He couldn't say that Shura left safely under the fire of Captain Stephen's three sniper rifles and four machine guns, right?
"I understand, go down and tell Stephen to do what he has to do. If something happens, the family will be punished accordingly!"
"yes!"
After nodding, the subordinate resignedly exited the room.
At the same time, Rockefeller Jacques in the bathroom had also been wiped clean and walked out wearing a soft bath towel.
"Go and ask Miss Mia to come over. I have something to talk to her about."
Waving his hand, Rockefeller Jacques walked to the winery, poured a glass of French Bordeaux and drank it gently. He frowned after taking two sips, and then smashed the glass to the ground.
In his eyes, a violent energy spurted out.
Since receiving the genetic optimization project, Rockefeller Jacques has lost his sense of taste from time to time, which makes him very angry.
After receiving Rockefeller's order, the men pushed out the door, walked to another room, knocked on the door, gave instructions to the guard opposite, and waited for a while.
Mia, whose hands were tied, was pushed out of the room by someone, and then pushed into Rockefeller's room.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the furious Rockefeller Jacques had already calmed down. He was holding a goblet in his hand and his eyes were scanning Mia's elegant and tall body up and down.
Her graceful figure, exquisite curves, and charming purple eyes and purple hair exude the unique charm of the Atlantis family.
As he watched, an evil curve appeared on the corner of the latter's lips. He was fascinated by the woman in front of him, even though at this moment, the latter's hands were tied and she was injected with chronic drugs.
"Have you seen enough?"
After entering the house, Mia looked at Rockefeller and Jacques, who was so elegant and gentlemanly just a few months ago, and her heart was filled with contempt.
"Enough? No, no, no... How can I see enough? Miss Mia is known as the most beautiful woman in Europe. I, Rockefeller, Jacques, will never see enough. I will never see enough in my lifetime."
There was a hint of lust in his eyes, and the latter's eyes glanced up and down on Mia's body even more unscrupulously.
"I didn't expect that the second heir to the dignified Rockefeller family could be so superficial. Why did you detain me?"
Miya's question already showed that she was not very clear about the series of things that happened between Ye Huang and Rockefeller Jacques.
"Why? Because you are a goddess and I am an admirer. Are you satisfied with this explanation?"
"If you are an admirer, don't you think this method is too despicable?"
How could Miya listen to the latter's words? She exposed the latter's lies with contempt.
"It seems that Miss Mia is a woman who doesn't like to listen to other people's fairy tales. It's a pity that she has no romantic sentiment at all." Shaking his head, Rockefeller Jacques slowly took a few steps forward and circled around Mia.
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A pair of sharp eyes filled with anger and evil.
"You know, you were once the target of my pursuit, and I thought you would be my bride."
"Obviously, you are wrong!"
Mia said sarcastically.
"Yes, I was wrong! Big mistake. I really didn't expect that you would choose another man, a man who is far less good than me."
"In my eyes, he is a hundred times better than you. At least he won't be as dirty as you!"
"Can I take that as a compliment?"
The cheeky Rockefeller Jacques obviously didn't mind Mia's abuse.
Here, Mia didn't expect the latter to be so shameless, so she snorted and turned her head away.
"You are stunningly beautiful from the front, and you have a unique taste from the side. Miss Mia, you are truly a beauty. No wonder men all over Europe are crazy about you."
"Tell me, if something happens between us, how will you and the rich young men in Europe react?"
When Rockefeller Jacques said this, his whole body was almost pressed against Mia's body, and his mouth blew into Mia's ear holes in a frivolous manner.
"You're dreaming! Unless I die!"
Mia, who didn't expect the latter to be so shameless, was shocked at first, and then suddenly took a step back, keeping a certain distance from Rockefeller Jacques, with anger gushing out from her purple pupils.
This trip to the United States was her worst decision. She should have listened to her father, but unfortunately she didn't, otherwise nothing like this would have happened.
"Haha, die? How could you die? If you die, my Rockefeller family will not dare to bear this responsibility."
"Since you understand, why do you still do this?"
Mia knew what the other party was afraid of.
The Rockefeller family is known as the largest family in the United States, but if compared with Atlantis, a behemoth that has stood for thousands of years, their background is still very different.
"Actually, it's very simple. I want revenge!"
"revenge?"
Mia frowned. Although this Rockefeller Jacques had been hostile to Emperor Ye for a long time, there was no substantial conflict in his impression. What did he want to take revenge on?
Could it be something between himself and Emperor Ye?
Thinking about it carefully, Mia overturned this possibility.
"Have you ever suffered a loss at the hands of Emperor Ye?"
"Although I don't want to admit it, your answer is right. I did fight with that kid. He does have a high strength value, but what does this mean?"
"Didn't I bring his woman over?"
As he spoke, Rockefeller's whole person showed a kind of morbid madness.
