Chapter 93 I Can't Undo My Clothes
Simms bought a mountain and built his own villa with tight security measures.
As the car reached the foot of the mountain, the security recognized Mr. Clancy and immediately allowed them to pass.
The car slowly drove along the small road in the villa area.
Queenie looked in astonishment at the armed guards stationed on both sides.
"Isn't this a private villa area? Why are there so many security guards?"
There was a security guard every five meters! There were even hidden sentries!
"These are not security guards, they're his henchmen," Benoit chuckled lightly. "That guy has too many enemies, so he needs to be on guard."
Queenie was too shocked to say anything.
But Barbara Clancy became even more excited. "Isn't it cool? If I become the boss's woman, these people will have to greet me as sister-in-law every day... Hahaha, I'll be blissfully happy!"
Queenie thought to herself, “This girl seems a little out of her mind. How could she like someone with such a terrifying background!”
After a while, the car arrived at the entrance of the villa. It was built in a classic European style.
Queenie got out of the car and hid behind Benoit, pushing the wheelchair, afraid that she might mess up some detail and lose her mind.
The people she saw along the way had fierce looks, and they didn't seem like nice characters.
The three of them walked into the living room, and Queenie saw a man in a black shirt and black trousers sitting on a sofa chair, wiping an antique knife.
The knife was polished to a bright and gleaming edge, with a chilling coldness, but it was nothing compared to the icy gaze in the man's eyes.
"Simms!" Barbara Clancy called out excitedly, about to rush over.
Simms raised the knife, blocking Barbara Clancy's approach.
Queenie's heart almost stopped in fear.
At that moment, she secretly sized up the man in front of her and thought that he didn't quite match the rumors from the outside world.
The man had a darker complexion, and his features were firm and handsome, not like the rumors of putting babies to sleep.
However, this man had a fierce air in his brows and eyes, especially the scar on his right eyebrow which looked like it had been cut by a vengeful enemy.
Simms glanced indifferently at Benoit and asked, "What are you here for?"
"To soak in the hot springs."
Simms looked displeased. "Do you think this is a hot spring resort?"
Benoit didn't respond but turned to Barbara Clancy. "It's been a long time since you talked to Simms, so have a good chat. I'm getting old, so let Queenie push me upstairs to soak in the hot springs and loosen up my muscles and bones."
Simms's face turned completely dark upon hearing this, and his fierce gaze intensified. So this guy treated his place like a hot spring resort, and he was obliged to protect him from any unnecessary attention?!
Barbara Clancy, on the other hand, thought that Mr. Clancy wanted to give her and Simms some space and eagerly signaled to Benoit. "Go, go quickly!"
She completely forgot about the ‘avoiding suspicion’ issue she brought up earlier.
As soon as Benoit left, Barbara Clancy fearlessly approached, standing a few centimeters away from the knife's edge. "Simms, long time no see! Did you miss me?"
"No," Simms replied, continuing to clean the dagger.
He didn't like women. Chattering, it drove him crazy.
And Barbara Clancy was Benoit's niece, so he couldn't do anything about her.
It seemed that Barbara Clancy had already made up her mind.
Having gotten used to Simms's attitude, she rambled on about some random things.
But Simms had had enough. He straightforwardly said, "Barbara Clancy, you and I are impossible."
"Why?" she asked.
"I can never discuss this with your Uncle Benoit in my entire life!" Simms firmly asserted.
Barbara Clancy pondered for a moment and said, "Then should I sever ties with Mr. Clancy?"
Simms felt extremely helpless.
Barbara Clancy continued to babble incessantly, sharing stories about her experiences abroad and how foreign boys pursued her.
Meanwhile, Benoit took Queenie to the hot spring room and said, "This room was left for me by Simms. Nobody else has been here, so it's very clean. The hot spring pool here uses natural water from the mountaintop. It's very comfortable for soaking, and it also has cosmetic effects."
Upon hearing about the "cosmetic" effects, Queenie felt intrigued and went to change into a hot spring swimsuit.
As soon as she had changed her clothes, she heard Benoit calling for her.
"Queenie, can you come and help me? I can't untie my robe belt."
