Chapter 422

As night fell in a hotel room, Xena had sacrificed her body for the sake of her career time and again, hoping to secure the position as chief of the news department. The door to the room burst open. “Ah!” Xena shrieked and rolled off the old man to hide under the sheets. Timothy, the director of “Headlines”, got out of bed in a fluster to put some clothes on. He was stunned with fear the moment he looked up. “H-Honey?” “So she’s the whore, Timothy?” Timothy’s wife, Stacey, stared scornfully at Xena. Standing tall at 1.75 meters, Stacey was more burly than ordinary women. She took her jacket off and showed Xena her muscular arms. “Hmph! I thought you would pick a pretty girl. What do you find attractive about her?” Stacey then bolted over and pulled Xena out of the covers by her hair. She slapped Xena multiple times until she bled. It felt great for Stacey to take her anger out on Xena. “Ah! Timothy! Help me! Save me!” Xena cried in pain. Timothy did not want to ge