But she only smiled cruelly.
“What? Looking like this, you still want to see my man? How could I let you leave?”
“I’ll keep teaching you until I’ve had enough.”
She kicked me again, making me cry out in agony, her laughter ringing through the room.
She commanded the dogs once more, and they lunged at me again.
I tried desperately to crawl away, but I was far too weak.
Just when despair was about to swallow me, the gated community’s security guard, Michael Harris, rushed in.
Seeing the scene, he charged forward and drove the dogs away.
“What’s going on here? I’m the real owner of this villa. That’s a thief trying to steal from me, and you dare to stop me?”
Chloe shouted arrogantly,
“I’ll have your job for this!”
Michael ignored her and instead hurried to my side, checking my injuries.
“Miss Carter, are you all right?”
He knew me and knew very well who the real owner of this mansion was.
“Call the police. And an ambulance—quickly!”
