The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 1403

It was better to use this opportunity to think of a way out.

Slowly, a chilling calm settled over Aurora.

She glanced at Simone, a cold light flickering in her eyes.

The reporters surged toward the bathroom. Finding it locked, they threw their combined weight against the door, breaking it open.

The scene inside stunned them into silence yet again.

Leonard was indeed in the bathroom, but he was submerged in the bathtub, fully clothed.

The moment the door flew open, a wave of frigid air washed over them. The room was so cold that a few of the reporters couldn't help but sneeze.

"Achoo!"

Leonard had been soaking in ice-cold water all night. His face was pale to the point of translucence. His eyes had been closed, but at the commotion, they slowly fluttered open.

As his gaze fell upon the crowd of reporters huddled in the doorway, a menacing, dark glint appeared in his eyes.

"Get out."

His voice was low and hoarse, stripped of its usual authority by extreme weakness. And yet, the reporters flinched as if struck. The air grew heavy, and they found it hard to breathe. None of them dared to raise their cameras to his face.

They had almost forgotten that even in his weakened state, Leonard Lerman was the head of a powerful family. He was known for his ruthlessness; those who crossed him met terrible ends.

After a hasty exchange of glances, the reporters scurried out of the room like frightened mice.

Feeling the effects of the drug finally subside, Leonard rose from the tub. Icy water streamed from his clothes, pooling on the floor. He must have been submerged for too long; his muscles were stiff and numb, and he could barely stand.

Just then, a hand gently steadied him.

Simone kept her head down, too guilty to meet his eyes. "Brother..."

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