My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

His eyes were cold and crazy.

There is no need to think about what might happen. Just seeing him like this makes Taylor very scared now.

If she hadn't known that the man in front of her was just found by Chloe, just by looking at him, she would have thought that he was the pervert.

"I see."

Taylor clenched his fists and nodded silently.

"By the way." Ethan looked at Chloe: "After something like this happened, are you sure it's a good idea to invite so many people down there?"

Encountering a mental illness is already a very troublesome matter.

Now I am still hosting a big banquet for guests at home, just to make it easier for that lunatic to do his work.

"Don't say that business talk to me."

Seeing her wanting to defend, Ethan continued: "If you care about her life, find a way to find an excuse and reduce the number of people entering these days."

Judging from their behavior, it seems that they have made up their mind to continue living here.

Then the possible risks can only be reduced by reducing the entry of irrelevant people.

Chloe opened and closed her mouth a few times and moved the tablet in a nonchalant manner.

They originally wanted to create an appearance of business as usual and not let the outside world notice what was going on.

But now it seems that some things should be avoided.

"This is the person who knows the specific location of Taylor's room." Chloe sent the compiled list to Hank, and she continued:

"I'm going to ask those people below to leave now."

"Chloe."

Taylor stopped her and said, "Just say I'm tired and want to rest."

"Say sorry to them and I'll have a party another time."

"rest assured."

Chloe waved her hand and strode out of the room: "I know what to do."

These celebrities have a really tiring life. They have to consider every aspect of everything they do. If they are not careful, they will leave a bad reputation in the industry.

Looking at the list in Hank's hand, Ethan mentally gave Chloe a thumbs up.

Otherwise, she could be said to be a strong woman. Not only her name, but also her general identity information were all marked, which was very convenient for their follow-up operations.

The most people inside are the staff around Taylor, such as bodyguards and makeup artists.

Of course, these are not the only people who know where she lives.

People here are also very likely to tell others that this thing cannot be verified.

"I will investigate their financial situation and whether they have criminal records as soon as possible." Hank put away the phone, looked at Taylor and said, "Do you have any other information, such as enemies, competition for interests, etc."

In the absence of a clear goal, general investigations will start from these two aspects.

But now he was dealing with a psychopath, and Hank wasn't sure if it would be useful.

Faced with Hank's question, Taylor shook his head with a wry smile: "I am in Vanity Fair, and there are either friends or enemies in it."

"All right."

Hank shrugged, the question was in vain.

There is nothing to say now. I can only go back and investigate the list in hand after I go to work tomorrow.

"Let's go first."

Hank said a cold joke: "If you plan to continue to live here, here is a small suggestion, you can change a room."

"We will keep in communication at any time if we investigate anything later."

It’s okay not to say this suggestion.

Taylor trembled when he heard this, stood up quickly, shook hands with them: "I'll go down with you."

When I walked out of the door, the music below had stopped and the crowd had dispersed.

Chloe and a brown-haired woman carrying large and small bags hurried upstairs. The brown-haired woman had fair skin and a trace of panic on her face.

"Belise."

"Tyler, are you okay?"

The two immediately hugged each other, looking extremely close.

"Are you leaving?"

Chloe looked at their looks, stretched out her hand and introduced: "This is Taylor's personal assistant, who just flew over from Los Angeles."

"Hello."

The woman named Bellis walked over quickly and took out her business card: "If you can't contact Chloe, you can call me directly."

"I hope you can catch that pervert soon."

After taking the business card, Ethan glanced at Chloe helplessly. She had said she wanted to keep it a secret before, but in an instant, one more person knew.

"She's like a sister to me."

Taylor observed Ethan's expression and quickly explained.

Putting away the business card, Ethan shrugged.

The group of people went downstairs and came to the living room.

"Ms. Taylor." A security guard said hello and came over holding a transparent gift box.

Through the box packaging, you can see that there is a large and beautifully shaped cake inside.

On the top of the gift box is a bouquet of flowers, which is particularly delicate and beautiful.

"Who sent this?"

Bellis, who had just arrived, came forward. She picked up the flowers and took a deep breath of their fragrance.

Holding a concert here, it’s not surprising to receive some congratulatory gifts from local celebrities.

"have no idea."

The security guard chewed gum and said, "It's just a delivery truck, and it says it's for Miss Taylor."

Bellis walked back and took out the card inside the flowers:

"To the charming kitten, I hope you enjoy it."

As soon as he heard the kitten, Ethan's hair suddenly stood up. He looked at the cake in the security guard's hand, and the alarm bells rang.

"careful!"

He yelled, subconsciously reaching out his hand to the side and grabbing Taylor's waist.

The 1.8-meter-tall figure was easily picked up like a doll in his hands. In just two or three seconds, he carried her to the sofa in the living room.

"ah!"

Without reacting at all, he was carried flying up and fell onto the sofa. Taylor was so frightened that he let out a scream.

Hank was the second to react and threw the agent and personal assistant to the ground.

"What are you doing?"

The sudden noise made the security personnel holding the cake confused.

"Are you crazy?"

Chloe was thrown to the ground by Hank, her head hurt from the knock, and she yelled frantically.

On the sofa, Taylor also looked at Ethan angrily.

"Feel sorry."

There was no movement, and the scene was extremely embarrassing. Ethan looked at Taylor, who was pinned down by him, and apologized repeatedly.

I was too sensitive and thought it was a bomb.

He quickly let go of his arms around her and tried to get up.

"Bang."

A violent sound suddenly came.

Countless cake crumbs were crackling on the body.

Following this, there were countless spots of blood.

Ethan lay on top of Taylor and protected her tightly. His prediction came true and he was shocked.

It wasn't until the explosion stopped that he raised his head.

The beautifully shaped cake had disappeared without a trace, and the security personnel were covered in all kinds of unknown debris.

He shook his body and fell heavily to the ground. (End of chapter)