Felix hastily left a parting comment as he made his escape. "I'm not ready to meet Nerissa yet. I'm outta here!"
Janet covered her mouth, laughing so hard that she did not bother to stop him. She found Felix absolutely adorable.
The Porsche came to a halt, and the driver's door opened. Then, a woman stepped out, wearing flowy lavender-and-white wide-leg pants paired with a sheer gray top.
Her hair was neatly styled up, her skin radiant and flawlessly fair, and her features seemed almost too perfect, like they had been sculpted by an artist.
However, what stood out most were her eyes—cold and sharp yet brimming with life—so captivating that anyone who looked into them might find themselves lost.
If Felix had been there, he would have been stunned by her beauty. While she might not surpass Zara, she could certainly rival his senior apprentices when it came to looks.
"Janet, what are you laughing about? Who was that guy just now?" asked the woman, who happened to be none other than Nerissa, one of the Top Ten Menaces of Martial City. She was also a genius of the Xavier family and a dream girl for countless men.
Janet stifled her giggles and responded telepathically, "That was Felix Zeller."
Nerissa raised an eyebrow. "Felix? Who's Felix?"
"Your fiancé! He's in Martial City now. You even saw him just now, right here in Westville. I was planning to schedule a meeting for you two once you got back, but it looks like fate had other plans."
Nerissa's heart skipped a beat. So, her fiancé—the one she had never met—was already here in Martial City? All she had caught earlier was his silhouette.
"Why did he run away?" she asked curiously.
Janet burst into laughter again. "He said he wasn't ready to meet you yet. Probably because it happened right at our doorstep. I have to say, my future brother-in-law is kind of amusing sometimes."
"I see," Nerissa said with a thoughtful nod. "Alright. Arrange it soon. Now that he's here, I need to greet him properly."
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