You Are The Apple of My Eyes novel Chapter 872

Through the crack of the door, Michelle saw that in the huge bedroom, Tim was sitting on a chair, with his elbow against the table and his right hand supporting his head. He looked up at the screen on the wall in a very languid and relaxed posture.

More than one screen were neatly hung on the wall, on which different scenes were playing.

Michelle was not nearsighted. She saw herself in the screens at a glance. She stood in the most conspicuous position in each screen, as if all the cameras were aimed at her.

The female star she shot was the main character, but in these pictures, she had become the main character.

She had been monitored.

She had been monitored closely.

And the person who monitored her was none other than Tim.

Michelle's pupils shrank suddenly and she almost cried out. She quickly covered her mouth with her hand and stared at the back of Tim's head with her wide eyes.

'What a peeping maniac Tim is!'

Thinking that everything she did on the island was under the monitoring of Tim, and every night Tim would play it in his bedroom, Michelle felt a chill.

She got goose bumps and felt sick.

She had always thought that although Tim looked fierce but he was not too bad, she had never thought that he would be a peeping maniac.

No, she should have thought of it.

On the night of New Year's Eve, she should have thought of it when Tim licked the blood on her lips.

'How can a bloodthirsty man be normal?'

Thinking of this, Michelle's stomach churned with nausea again. She covered her mouth, turned around and went back to her bedroom. She rushed into the bathroom and vomited.

Hearing a sound, Tim looked back at the door and didn't see anyone. He thought he must be tired of watching the surveillance video for too long.

When it was time, all the servants in the villa building would leave the main building. There would be no one else except him and Michelle.

As for why he didn't suspect Michelle, it was because the milk she drank every night was mixed with a small amount of sleeping pills, which could make her sleep until dawn.

In the daytime, the signal of the whole island was shielded. He would only recover the signal and network after Michelle fell asleep. Only during this period of time could he contact the outside world and deal with affairs.

However, it was so boring to deal with business affairs alone, so he played the surveillance video, as if he was accompanied by Michelle.

Even if he just saw Michelle through the screen, he was still obsessed by her.

It was the first time that he had seen Michelle working so attentively. Michelle was not as naive as she used to be. Her resolute eyes and the way she praised others with a smile every time she finished shooting a video were very charming.

She was like a lovely little girl combined with the charm of a mature woman. The more attention he paid to her, the more new shining points he found on her.

Like solving a riddle, he wanted to understand her with all his life.

However, humans were different from riddle in the end. Humans had their own consciousness and their own choices.

It was late at night. Tim stood up and turned off the screen.

At four o'clock in the morning, a black Maybach was galloping on the street of Lexingport City like a gust of wind, attracting the sparse cleaners to turn around and look.

In less than two seconds, the car disappeared at a frightening speed.

Leon's face was gloomy and frightening.

He looked up at the rearview mirror. There was a woman lying on the back seat. She was tied up, with a white towel in her mouth, and half of her face was covered by her messy hair.

The woman was Paula who looked exactly the same as Michelle.