Chapter 560 Helena's Rage



Day Sixty-Three...

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Helena held her cheeks as she shot Jane a deathly glare.

'I swear I'll make her pay ten folds for slapping me twice,' Helena thought to herself. 'Phantomflake should not exist in this world.'

Helena harbored deep resentment toward Jane. She couldn't believe that she found her. What was her reason for showing up today?

"Who the hell are you?" Helena asked her again, pretending she didn't know her. She already grabbed something behind her to be used as her weapon once Jane tried to hurt her again.

Jane didn't respond. She just watched Helena's face intently. She touched her face twice by slapping her. She only found out that she was not wearing a hyper-realistic mask.

'I thought she might be Monica.' Jane was a little bit disappointed. She was hoping that she could finally find Monica.

"I'm sorry. I think I mistook you for someone else." Jane responded, smiling evilly.

Helena glared at Jane. She was so shameless. "I'll sue you for physical assault." Helena threatened Jane. She was now cautious because she was facing this infamous assassin.

She secretly picked up her phone and dialed Vincent's number. He needed to know that she was in danger.

Jane continued to intimidate Helena. But she could see the hatred in her eyes as she looked at her.

"Why are you still here? What do you want from me?" Helena snarled, gritting her teeth.

Jane stepped forward, making Helena step back. She distanced herself from her, trying to avoid getting hit thrice. She wouldn't let Jane slap her again.

"Miss Carlsen? What is wrong?" The head manager approached her. He was surprised to see the chaos inside her room. Helena almost broke everything inside– vases, glasses, wine bottles, and more.

When Helena saw them, she threw a saucer toward them. "What kind of security do you have here?! I'll sue you and this hotel. A stranger entered my room and assaulted me!"

Helena pointed her finger at her face. Her cheeks were still red because of Jane's hard slap.

"Calm down, Miss Carlsen. We will investigate this." The head manager tried to calm her down. But Helena was too pissed off to listen.

Vincent didn't answer her call. Everything that happened in that room today made her blood boil. She was like a raging volcano in her eruption mode.

Phantomflake showed up and disappeared at her own pace! She hated it! She couldn't accept her defeat for today's encounter. She was throwing a fit and wanted to fire everyone in that hotel.

Helena continued expressing her disappointments and frustrations as she scolded everyone. She was in that state when Vincent finally called back.

Helena pressed the answer button with a grim expression on her face. "Why did you not answer your phone? I almost died!" Helena complained to Vincent.

Vincent, who had no idea what happened, was surprised to hear her angry voice. Helena was seldom showing her true emotions. She was good at holding back. But for some unknown reason, he could feel her anger and frustration in her voice.

"I'm sorry. I was not holding my phone when you called me a while ago. What happened?" Vincent remained calm as he talked to her.

Helena turned to the hotel staff first, motioning for them to leave. When the head manager and the security personnel went out, Helena began ranting to Vincent.

"Phantomflake is well and alive! She dropped by my hotel and attacked me! She assaulted me, Vincent. Can you hear me? She hurts me! I want her dead! Kill her now! I don't want to see that face ever again!" Helena was yelling over the phone.

Vincent fell silent for a moment. He wasn't ready for this. He had never imagined that Jane and Helena's paths would cross sooner than he expected.

"Calm down first, Babe. I'm coming over. We will talk once I arrive." Vincent said, trying to appease his angry woman.

Vincent looked troubled when he left his villa.