Chapter 4: I'm Getting Married (4)

After a long time, Ling Momo suddenly awoke. She did not know where she got the strength, but she reached out, pushed the man off her, and stumbled to her feet. Luckily, the man was in a hurry earlier and didn't take off her long dress. As a result, Ling Momo found her underwear, kicked off the other high heel clinging to her foot, and ran out barefoot without looking back.

Stepping out of the luxury suite, Ling Momo headed straight for the elevator and arrived at the restroom on the first floor of the Imperial Palace. She locked the door from the inside with force and sat down on the toilet. Only then did she feel her whole body ache as if it had been run over by a car.

Ling Momo barely managed to lift her legs to put on her underwear. Sitting on the toilet, she took a few deep breaths before realizing what she had just done. A layer of unease suddenly rose in her heart.

That was the most luxurious suite in the Imperial Palace, and those who stayed there were not simple folks. In other words, they were capable of great things and might not spare lives. She originally intended to devote herself to finding a reliable person as a backer. Although she managed to seduce someone successfully, the process was unexpected. Might she have offended someone important by hitting him with a high heel?

Thinking this, Ling Momo realized she had fled in a hurry, leaving those "murderous" high heels with the man. Would he come after her for revenge?

Ling Momo thought of this but then shook her head. It was just a pair of shoes; he might not be able to find her. Besides, she hadn't left behind any trace of her name or phone number. Even if those shoes were custom-made, with so many women in the world, would he really hold the shoes up, asking one woman after another to try them on?

Suddenly, Ling Momo felt more at ease. After resting for two minutes, she stood up, wiped off her smudged makeup in front of the mirror, and casually tied up her hair. Then, she walked out of the restroom barefoot.

As soon as Ling Momo reached the lobby on the first floor, she saw a team of people rush in, sealing the Imperial Palace immediately. Only entry was allowed, no exit.

There were even black-suited bodyguards who approached Ling Momo. Their tone was polite yet left no room for refusal, "Miss, sorry to disturb you. Please come with us."

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Ling Momo was brought to a large hall on the second floor of the Imperial Palace. Inside stood various women who looked at each other with puzzled expressions.

After Ling Momo, more women trickled in until, finally, some tall men in black suits entered. The leader held a pair of high heels.

Those high-heeled sandals, with their sea-green straps, were delicate and elegant.

Adorned with tiny crystals, they refracted starlike glimmers under the hall's crystal chandeliers.

Those shoes were beautiful, luxurious yet refreshing, sexy yet graceful.

All the women present were instantly captivated by those high heels, their eyes filled with a touch of astonishment.