Avery leisurely went into the reception room, and then let a servant bring the whip.

The servant looked at her curiously. Since Avery took a bodyguard as the target last time, her antics have spread throughout the presidential palace.

But was this really good for the guest?

The servant thought so, but she was still ready to do what the princess had told her.

Avery, standing in front of the window, was suspicious about the bodyguard's ability and asked a servant to see what happened.

Unexpectedly, "George Lautner" walked into the room. The bodyguard nodded to him and escorted him in.

The man glanced at the whip in Avery's hand, frowned slightly, and then walked toward her without panic.

He was not afraid of her at all. Avery had let the bodyguard tie him, but he swaggered in suddenly.

Avery didn't dare to look at him.

"Stand there and don't try to come here, or I'll whip you."

The man smiled but was not frightened by Avery. He came to her, "Are you going to arrest me?"

Then he put his hands up to her and said, "I'm here, and please arrest me."

Was he asking for abuse?

Avery did want to abuse him. How could he take advantage of her again and again?

She not only wanted to abuse him but also wanted to let him be afraid of her. Then he wouldn't approach her and kiss her at will.

Avery leaned her head to see him. The twilight shone on the man's body and reflected his figure.

"Didn't you hear I had a bodyguard as a target?"

The man thought for a moment and said, "A little bit."

Avery had pierced his heart with a needled ring and had aimed at him with a gun, which was more thrilling than the gossip.

"So you want to practice the whip on me? You want to have some fun?" He gave her a meaningful look, "Do I need to take off my clothes?"

If he needed to take off his clothes, he would really have to think about it.

Their arms had been tattooed with each other's names. If he took off his clothes, she would know his real identity.

Fortunately, Avery had been drugged that night, so she didn't find the tattoo.

As Evan thought about it, the whip had swung towards him. He quickly dodged the whip, which he found was not an ordinary one, but a commanding one.

This commanding whip was 90cm in length, and there were very sharp cracking sounds. If the protector was removed, the whip could be used for flogging. Since the front end was sharp, the skin would be cut if it was whipped in the same area three times.

He easily evaded the first whip. Avery wanted him to get away from her, so she used her full strength. The whip hit on the luxury jacquard carpet hard.

Avery had seen his martial art in the hotel, and she was not surprised when the man got away with the whip easily.

Evan took the initiative and reached to hold the whip firmly. His palm was immediately whipped out of a red mark.

Avery leaned back to pull the whip. The man secretly used his strength to pull it in the opposite direction. They were confronting each other in the reception room.

Apparently, the man's strength prevailed.

Suddenly, with a violent force, he pulled Avery hard from the other end.

Avery suddenly staggered, did not stand firm, and unexpectedly rushed to the man's arms.

"You like to whip your husband?"

"My husband? I'm warning you. Please don't touch me. If you take advantage of me next time, it's not just the whip."

From the first meeting, the man began to take advantage of her. If she didn't give him a warning, he would be insatiable.

"I'm in love with you." The man admitted frankly, with his hand on the whip, "I like everything about you, including your child."

Avery, "..."

Avery looked stiff-faced, wondering why there was always such a scoundrel around her. She found that the man in front of her had the same character as Evan.

She looked up at his eyes, and suddenly let go of her hands.

Avery reached into her pocket and quickly took out a bottle of spray, which could put down ten people at a time. To protect herself, she quietly put the spray in her pocket.

Holding the spray in her hand, she suddenly raised it to the man's face and sprayed him.

The man did not have time to dodge and was sprayed by her. Then he fell on the sofa behind.

Avery picked up the whip and poked him in the chest.

The man didn't move.

Then she got a little closer and poked him hard with the whip, "Did you faint?"

The man still didn't move.

With a smile on her lips, Avery leaned over and called the servant, "Get me one change in women's underwear, a dress, and makeup."

The servant had everything ready in ten minutes.

When the servant pushed the door into the reception room, she saw Mr. Lautner lying on the sofa, and that the princess was standing in front of him and taking off his clothes.

"Well, princess, this is what you want."

"Put it on the coffee table." Avery was busy taking off his clothes.

The servant put all the things on the coffee table and was about to go when Avery stopped.

Avery looked back. No wonder she thought the servant's voice was familiar. The servant in front of her was the one who had gossiped about her private life and had hyped that she let the bodyguard as the target.

She paused and said to the servant, "Mr. Lautner was drugged by me, and I'm going to kill him."

"Ah?" The servant didn't know what the princess meant for a moment.

"Don't you like to gossip? Spread the gossip as I told you just now."

Anyway, Avery didn't want to get married. Before the party began, the worse her reputation was, the more satisfied she was.