Such a rare and beautiful face—it would be so hard to find another opportunity like this. Besides, she'd just put in a fresh heart-binding cursebug last night and hadn't even met that handsome guy yet. Thinking of this, the innkeeper's wife craned her neck to look behind Natalie. "Where's your man?" Hope rekindled in her heart. Right, there was still that man! As long as she met him and used the heart-binding cursebug to make him fall for her, she could still keep them here. But Natalie looked confused. "Man? What man?" The innkeeper's wife was stunned. "The one who checked in with you. Your boyfriend!" Natalie showed a strange smile. "Lady Boss, you've got it wrong. I came here alone. There's no boyfriend." Hearing this, the innkeeper's wife's expression immediately turned dark. She cursed inwardly. No way—had her guess from last night actually been right? Had this beauty really killed her boyfriend? She'd finally found such a handsome one. And this crazy girl just killed him? No wonder the past couple days they refused to let her in no matter what, and ever since the man checked in, he'd never shown his face again. So this dead girl had been hiding in the room processing the body this whole time? How could she be so heartless? Were her eyes blind? He was so handsome, and she could still bring herself to do it? The innkeeper beside her also stared at Natalie accusingly. "Missy, don't joke around! We both saw with our own eyes that you checked in with your boyfriend. How can there be no man?"Natalie shrugged. "I said there isn't, so there isn't. What, are you gonna call the cops on me?" Both their expressions were grim. Calling the cops was definitely out of the question. Were murders rare in the apocalypse? Those former police officers couldn't even guarantee their own safety and their families' safety now. How would they have the energy to care about others? But just letting it go like this—they weren't willing to accept that either. The heart-binding cursebugs were wasted, and the beauty cursebug couldn't be applied either. All that effort for nothing, getting nothing in return, only able to watch helplessly as this crazy girl swaggered away. That wouldn't do. Just as the innkeeper's wife's brain was racing to think of countermeasures, the wooden staircase suddenly creaked again. Soon, a tall, slender figure appeared in everyone's sight, followed by the three little ones. Cassian walked straight to Natalie's side. "They're all dressed and ready. Let's go." Then, sensing the shocked stares from the couple beside them, he asked, "What's with them?" Natalie smiled. "Nothing. Just messing with the innkeeper's wife." She paused, then leaned closer and whispered, "They thought I secretly offed you." Cassian suppressed a laugh. "You really know how to have fun." Then he smiled. "Had enough fun? Time to go." Natalie nodded. "Let's go." At this moment, the stunned couple finally realized this girl had been playing them.The innkeeper's wife suppressed her anger and blocked their path, forcing a smile. "Missy, you're quite the prankster!" Then, like a dog seeing a steak, she stared greedily at Cassian with both eyes. "How was your stay here these past few days, dude?" Finally meeting Cassian face-to-face, her voice trembled with excitement. This man had been like some reclusive hermit, holed up in his room, never setting foot outside. It had nearly driven her crazy with anxiety. Of course, he was worth all that anxious waiting. Look at those refined features and that flawless face and physique—he was like a movie star who stepped right off the screen. Seeing his wife losing her composure, the innkeeper coughed lightly to subtly remind her. The innkeeper's wife snapped back to reality and quickly smoothed her hair, asking again in a gentle voice. "Dude, why aren't you saying anything?" She felt nervous inside. This guy better not give her the silent treatment. The heart-binding curse only worked on men if they spoke to her face-to-face. That's how the connection formed and the effect began. She smoothed her hair, trying to display her charm to the fullest. After all, she'd just absorbed the youth and vitality from two girls. She refused to believe any man could resist speaking even one word to her. Under her expectant gaze, Cassian finally spoke. "Old lady, you're blocking our way." "Huh?" The innkeeper's wife didn't catch on, thinking she'd misheard.What did he say? Old lady? Seeing her still standing there in a daze, Cassian coldly repeated. "Huh, what? Getting too old to understand words? I said you're in the way." Natalie beside him nearly burst out laughing. This man had truly been corrupted by her. When he insulted people, he was absolutely savage, every sentence hitting below the belt. What woman could accept being called "old lady" by a man around the same age? And throwing in "old" on top of that—he was basically going for the jugular.