Spoiled by the President novel Chapter 773

In fact, when Vickie and Gregory used to be on good terms, it was not as if she was unaware that people were guarding in the vicinity.

It was just that they were noticeable back then, and things were concealed now instead. It was clear that Gregory had improved a lot on the chateau’s defenses.

As an outstanding assassin, she was accustomed to familiarizing herself with her surroundings first up. However, she did not think much of the hidden defenses. After all, Gregory had an extraordinary identity.

Moreover, the Graham family was filthy rich!

Wealthy people usually cherish their lives. If they did not hire security with real skills to guard and defend them every day, what if someone who took things a little too seriously decided to rob them with heavy firearms someday?

One should keep in mind that there were a number of people who harbored extreme hatred towards the rich in this world.

Even so, she took note to familiarize herself roughly with the hidden defenses on a dark, windy night and had them kept at heart.

Who knew if it would come in handy someday, and although Gregory Graham agreed to collaborate with her, her current situation was not favorable.

Since the two of them harbored hate towards each other, it would only be a matter of time for them to draw blood.

None of the people here stood by her. If not for the fact that it was hard to complete her task individually, she would not have been brazen enough to stay back.

As her thoughts wandered here, her heart suddenly felt like it was being clenched. She frowned slightly in pain.

Vickie’s black pupils shone as she took a deep breath, hiding away the surge of emotions at the bottom of her heart and turned on her laptop.

She randomly clicked into several entertainment sights and indulged in them for a few minutes before browsing the news webpage.

As she was not sure if the website was secure, she did not browse any of the usual websites which provided military information even though it might contain information that she wanted to know about.

She roughly browsed through several military websites, but other than several border drills, there was nothing much. She was feeling rather disappointed when she received a notification from QQ and it grabbed her attention.

She clicked into the news that popped out only to discover that it was a piece of rape-murder news about a female Country R student in a nightclub. She roughly glanced through the document and laid eyes on the last picture which sent shivers down her spine.

The picture was taken at the side of a highway where the body was found in a foul-smelling sewer. Naked with a ghastly complexion, the body was covered with dark red spots. The lower part of the body had rotted and was stained with what looked like tiny microorganisms. It was hard to make out what it was, but it left people feeling terribly horrified and disgusted.

Vickie’s complexion suddenly turned pale as she grew out of breath. Clutching at the edge of the laptop, her fingers too became pale, as if there were no trace of blood to it. She glared at the picture on her screen silently before her gaze darkened, as though the demons had broken loose from hell.

“Smack!”

She snapped her laptop shut abruptly. With her head high and eyes closed, she looked like she was regulating her emotions.

In one swift move, she jumped down from her bed.

It was 11:00 pm and most of the people in the house had slept, except for one man — Gregory Graham.

She walked to the main floor. From afar, she could see that the lights to the study were still on, just as she expected.

From her observation, Vickie knew that Gregory would not rest until it was 1:00 am or 2:00 am. He would then leave by 7:00 am sharp, so both of them really did not have much of a chance to meet each other.

This was the first time in weeks that she was looking for him.

Since she was home and it was nighttime, she only wore a nightgown that was maroon colored and had two layers, consisting of a camisole on the inside and a layer of silk on the outside.