The Billionaire's Priceless Darling: 33 Days of the CEO's Pursuit - Chapter 143 - Considering Throwing You Downstairs 3

Gu Xiaoai’s face flushed instantly. Did she really look seductive right now? Weren’t many stars and high-society Young Ladies going for this sophisticated, mature style?

The stylists, clearly as puzzled as she was, all turned their heads to stare at her again.

“Still staring?! All the men, get out!” Li Juefeng roared, standing up and slamming his foot onto the coffee table in front of him.

The entire coffee table toppled over with a loud “clang!”

The male stylists scurried out, tails between their legs.

The female stylists, now wiser, avoided touching her hairstyle or makeup. Instead, they simply added a shawl over Gu Xiaoai’s shoulders, covering the plunging neckline.

Li Juefeng’s fury finally subsided. He raised his voice and called out, “Housekeeper Tong, have the driver prepare the car.”

“Yes, sir.”

After the stylists were sent off, Gu Xiaoai, teetering on eight-centimeter heels, walked step by step up to Li Juefeng and held out her palm. “Can I have my bag back? I want to call my uncle and let him know I’m safe.”

“Unnecessary.” Li Juefeng stood up, adjusted his tie, and said casually, “He thinks you’re out of town covering an on-location news report for Killing.”

…

How could he casually deceive her uncle like that?

What if her uncle realized something was off?

Gu Xiaoai didn’t voice her thoughts directly. Instead, she frowned slightly and said softly, “My uncle cares about me a lot. If he doesn’t hear from me for a few days, he’ll start to worry.”

“Will he?” Li Juefeng’s tone was indifferent as he grabbed her hand and led her toward the door.

“Give me back my phone,” Gu Xiaoai said again. “Even if it’s just to make one call to my uncle.”

She had considered other ways to contact her uncle.

But the Li Family villa’s internet had been cut off, leaving her unable to get online. Using the villa’s phone was out of the question, as Housekeeper Tong kept a close eye on her all day. If she remained out of touch for much longer, her uncle would undoubtedly panic and call the police.

“Bang!”

Li Juefeng slammed her against the door, his chest pressing forcefully against the softness of hers. His expression was one of unbridled dominance. He lifted her chin with one hand and said, “Gu Xiaoai, you are mine, not your uncle’s. From start to finish, the only person you need to answer to is me.”

…

This arrogant man…

She couldn’t even make a simple phone call to her uncle? How much longer did he plan to keep her imprisoned?!