Martha’s eyes flickered with shyness. “I’ll make sure to take good care of him. Who knows what could happen…”
Chloe looked at the snake pieces on the floor, a cruel smile tugging at her lips.
“They say snakes are earthly dragons—the most nourishing of all.”
A group of men dragged me into the backyard.
Only then did I realize that the old servants had already been replaced.
“This woman’s yours to deal with. Do whatever you want with her.”
“Make sure she learns her lesson.”
“Miss Brown… isn’t this going too far?”
The young man looked at me, guilt in his eyes.
“What’s wrong with it? She’s just a thief trying to sleep her way up. Shameless!”
“If we hadn’t caught her, you all would’ve had to answer to the master today.”
My mouth was full of blood, pain stealing my voice. My arms and legs hung limp.
These jewels—they had all been gifts from Dad and Ethan. But the newcomers had no idea who I really was.
“Mr. Smith has lived like a saint all these years, always kindhearted, letting struggling families like ours stay and work.”
“Exactly. She’s too much. The last ones were the same. Only Mrs. Brown and Miss Brown have shown kindness.”
Several men stared at me, eyes gleaming with lust.
The young one shook his head. “She’s just a girl. That’s enough. Why don’t we hand her over to the police and let them deal with it?”
“Kid, you’re too soft,” one of the older men smirked, his eyes sliding over my body.
This girl was a gift served on a platter. How could they not take advantage?
With skin so soft and delicate, she was obviously from privilege. They wanted to know what it was like to taste what only the rich enjoyed.
“Girls like her need to be taught a lesson. Tie her up here. The masters will be back soon. Once they’re done, we’ll deal with her.”
Martha nodded. “Enough talking. Get back to work. You’ll have your fun later.”
Reluctantly, the men chained me up inside a dog cage.
Barely conscious, I felt the young man’s unease. He had been educated, and he knew this was illegal. And Richard had helped his family before.
Quietly, he decided to tell Dad and Ethan what was happening. No one wanted a death on their hands.
Not long after, the sound of car horns echoed at the gate.
“Your godfather and your godbrother are back,” Martha said with delight, hurrying to her feet.
Richard and Ethan walked in, smiling, accompanied by several elderly men with white hair.