Ch. 1..5: Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies Chapter 1-5
Chapter 1
Chapter 1 Anne Vallois gradually gained consciousness. She felt a sharp pain in her body as if she had been crushed by demons.
When she opened her eyes, she saw a man with thick black hair beside her, frightening her. She almost gasped out loud but quickly covered her mouth.
She had a flashback of what happened last night. When she recovered the details of the memories, she felt like smacking herself.
She wanted to get drunk at the bar because she found out her boyfriend had cheated on her. So, this happened.
She dared not to recall too much, nor did she have the courage to look at the man’s face. She clumsily climbed out of bed and embarrassedly picked up the clothes from the floor before running away without turning back…
Two years later…
Anne was looking at some short videos on her phone gallery on her flight home. They were all videos of a child from birth till she was two years old, safely kept in her phone…
“Mama!”
“Mama!”
“Mama!”
The girl called out to the camera. Her doll-like appearance and smile were very adorable.
After the one-night stand in the Presidential Suite two years ago, Anne, who was still a college student, got pregnant. She had not considered an abortion.
However, she hesitated when the doctor told her they were triplets.
However, when she was in the operating room, she ran away as they were preparing the anesthetics.
Looking at the adorable pair of boys and one girl, she was glad she kept them.
This soothed her from her anxiety about going back home…
How long had she been away? Four, five, or six years?
If she could, she would never come back.
However, her aunt had always been nice to her. Her aunt and uncle wished for her to attend their anniversary party. They had not seen her for a long time, and they missed her.
Anne was not trying to avoid her aunt. Instead, she just had many bad memories of her days in Luton.
She would leave once the party ended…
Anne was dressed in a white dress and a pair of high heels. She went into the ballroom of the hotel. The decoration of the hall was grand, and the sounds of conversations filled the air.
She was lost.
“Anne?”
Anne looked back to see her aunt, who she had not seen for many years, calling out for her from a distance. She walked toward her and greeted, “Aunt!”
When she saw her aged but well-maintained uncle standing next to her aunt, some memories flashed before her. “Uncle…”
“I knew it was you, but your aunt said it was not. Anne, welcome back. It had been such a long time,” Ron Marwood said as he looked at Anne pleasantly.
Sarah Vallois went forward to hug Anne with her watery eyes. “Anne, it is really you! You’re finally back! I have missed you. Why haven’t you visited after such a long time…”
Anne felt guilty. Her mother passed away, and her father left. Her aunt took her in when she was in high school and took good care of her. Anne was ever grateful for this…
“Let me take a good look at you.” Sarah let go of Anne and looked at her from head to toe. Sarah was astonished. “My Anne is so gorgeous. When you came in, all the men had eyes on you.”
“Just like you,” Ron said as he smiled at Sarah.
“Of course, Anne and I are from the Vallois family,” Sarah said proudly as she was very pleased with Anne. “Don’t leave now that you’re back. I will find you a good man.”
“Huh?” Anne thought of how she still had three children to take care of and said, “Aunt, I’m not in a hurry. I’m only twenty…”
There was some commotion from the entrance. A few men came in and stood on both sides. They took control of the hall and instantly ceased the pleasant ambient of the hall.
When everyone was confused, a tall and well-built man walked in. He was in a dark suit, and he looked at ease while exuding a powerful aura. Everyone in the room was taken aback by his presence.
Anne looked blankly at that vaguely familiar face. A handsome but serious face, along with a pair of dark and unfriendly eyes, looked back at her.
“Anthony?” Ron called out with surprise.
Anne felt her head going numb. At that moment, she no longer felt the presence of everyone else around her. The pieces of her scattered memories regrouped.
That night in the Presidential Suite two years ago…
Sons would resemble their fathers more the older they grew…
All the emotions she had buried before were slowly emerging at this moment…
How could he…how could he be the man from that night?
How could he be Anthony Marwood, her aunt’s stepson…
Anthony was walking toward her, exuding a powerful aura and making the air around him suffocating. He was almost one meter nine centimeters.
“Anthony, when did you return?” Ron did not expect the son who had fallen out with him would show up at his anniversary party.
Sarah, who was by the side, became stiff, and she started to panic.
She had always been afraid of Anthony. Although he was her stepson, he always seemed to be filled with anger.
“Oh? Am I not welcome?” Anthony asked in a low and hoarse voice, with a hint of anger. His sharp eyes were fixed on Anne’s face.
Anne looked down with her face pale. She felt shivers down her spine as if she was preyed on.
“Of course not! Sarah and I are delighted to see you. What a coincidence, Anne is back, too!” Ron looked at Anne. “Do you remember Anne? She stayed with us when she was in high school.”
Anthony stared at Anne with an intimidating gaze. “Very much.”
Anne dared not to look at Anthony’s face from the start because she was intimidated. “Aunt, I…I’m going to the washroom.”
Before Sarah could speak, Anne ran away. She even bumped into someone, but she left hastily after apologizing.
When she found the washroom, she looked at her reflection in the mirror as her biggest fear had finally surfaced.
What should she do?
Did Anthony know that she was the woman from two years ago? It seemed unlikely, right? He would not have touched her if he knew, knowing how much he hated her!
No matter what, she must not stay here! Her phone gallery had so many videos of her children.
They were the mini-versions of him. How could he not be suspicious?
No! No way! He must not know!
There should be a backdoor here, right?
Anne left through the emergency exit without even saying goodbye. However, after taking a few steps, she was stopped by two men in front of her.
Her legs went soft because she knew they were Anthony’s bodyguards…
Meanwhile, a serving staff with a tray passed by. Anne went backward and threw the tray at the bodyguards before running away!
“Follow her!”
The drinks splashed the bodyguards on the tray, but they wasted no time.
Anne tried her best to run and hid in the kitchen…
There was a sign that read ‘Staff Only’.
Anne could not care less! She ran to the back of the kitchen and saw an exit for the chefs to smoke during their breaks.
She rushed out and arrived at an alley.
Chapter 2 One end of the alley was a dead end.
Therefore, she ran out toward the busy street. Once on the main road, she could get a taxi and run away!
However, when she arrived at the main road, she could not find a taxi.
The men were still chasing her!
Anne was desperately looking for somewhere to hide.
She happened to see a parked Rolls Loyce down the road, looking like a hunting predator in the night.
She ran toward it with no hesitation and hid on the other side of the car.
Anne was catching her breath while leaning at the side of the car. The windows were opaque and she could not see anything inside. All she could see was her panic reflection.
The phone in her bag rang, and she quickly answered it in shock. She slowly peeked out and saw the bodyguard searching around for her. She quickly hid behind the car once again.
On the other end of the phone, Sarah asked, “Anne, where did you go? I can’t find you in the washroom!”
“Aunt, I…I left.”
“You left? To the hotel? You should come home with me! I even prepared a room for you, the same room you used to stay in…”
As she was listening to Sarah, she felt movement behind her. A very tiny sound was heard as the car window rolled down.
Anne jolted. She was listening to her phone while turning back to have a look.
The feature of the man inside was revealed as the window rolled down slowly. His beauty was just as stunning in the darkness.
His darkening eyes instantly halted Anne’s breathing. She could no longer understand what Sarah was saying.
“Ah!” Anne cried out in shock as she staggered backward.
“Anne? Are you alright?” Sarah asked anxiously.
Anne quickly ended the call and kept her phone in her bag before turning to leave.
However, when she stood up, the bodyguards saw her and ran toward her, stopping her from running.
The car door opened, and Anthony came out of the car.
“Do you know it is dangerous to run away from me?”
His voice was low and chilling.
Anne turned to him, she asked in fear, “Why did you…”
Anthony grabbed her face and pulled her to him…
“Argh!”
He was so forceful that she thought her bones were breaking.
“I thought you’re never coming back!” Anthony’s dark eyes glinted eerily as he leaned into her ear and whispered, “Anne Vallois.”
She turned pale when she felt his warm breath by her ear, along with his demon-like voice.
Anthony grabbed the back of her neck and forcefully threw her into the car…
“Argh!”
It was spacious inside. Anne fell onto the car mat before Anthony came back in, shutting the door.
The car sped away and disappeared into the night. This seemed like a planned kidnap.
Anne looked out the window in fear and asked, “Where are you taking me? Let me out!”
Anthony pressed himself on her, exuding a fearful aura. He clasped his fingers on her chin, forcing her to look him in his eyes. He asked eerily, “Are you telling me what to do?”
“N…no…”
“Didn’t you used to call me brother when you stayed with us? Let me hear it again?”
“No…no…I left the Marwood family long ago. I came here to attend the party. I am sorry. I won’t come back to Luton again, I swear!” No matter how hard she tried to hold back, her body still shivered.
“You are afraid of me? Hmm?” Anthony pulled up her chin like a predator messing with his shivering prey.
Anne dared not to make a sound. Anthony was as scary as a demon.
After all these years, he had gotten even scarier. She could never forget the pain she was inflicted with back in the Marwood mansion.
Especially now that she had three children of his.
The fear of uncertainties overwhelmed her…
“I beg you, let go of me. I will vanish from Luton and never come back. I beg you…” Anne had tears of hurt in her eyes, and her fair and beautiful neck stiffened as she pleaded.
Her hands behind her back clutched onto her bag tightly. She tried to keep the bag away from Anthony’s sight as if the truth would be exposed if he saw the bag…
Anthony stroked her chin with his fingers, just like a knife held against her neck.
“Since you’re back, don’t try to run away,” Anthony growled coldly, he pushed her face away with disgust.
Anne teared up as she sobbed, “I beg you…”
Anthony merely leaned back on the seat as he looked at this anxious woman coldly.
The headlights from the Rolls Loyce penetrated the darkness. Twenty minutes later, it drove into the most expensive and priceless private residential area.
Anne remained in the car seat as she fearfully looked at Anthony as he went out.
“Are you waiting for an invitation to exit the car?” His hostile voice was heard as his figure blended into the darkness.
Anne saw the now-opened door moving slightly. She reached out to open the other door and went out from the other side.
This was the closest door to where she was, so she did not have to climb over to the other end.
She grabbed her bag and went out of the car. After closing the car door, she quickly took out her phone from her bag to turn it off.
The nighttime here was the morning overseas. She was afraid of her children or their nanny calling. If they did, Anthony would find out!
She had to unlock her phone to turn it off.
She typed in six digits to unlock her phone with her shaky fingers.
Since she was too anxious, she typed the wrong digits and had to re-type…
The car was blocking Anne from Anthony. He walked across to her with his eyes as dark as an owl.
He saw Anne standing without moving with an anxious look.
“What are you waiting for?”
Anne seemed to have finally remembered to breathe. That was close…
She saw the castle-like mansion beside her. She pleaded, “I…I would like to leave…I can…stay in a hotel…argh!”
Before she could finish her sentence, the dark shadow attacked her. He grabbed her by her neck forcefully.
“Ouch…I can walk, I will walk…”
“Anne Vallois, shall I remind you that I have no patience!” Anthony pushed her forcefully.
Anne almost tripped on her heels, and she leaned on the car to regain her balance.
Upon entering the mansion, she felt how tiny she was. It was as if a luxurious net had fallen from the sky, trapping her from ever escaping.
The living room was the size of others’ entire house.
Anne stood there transfixed, not daring to move.
She vaguely knew where she was. She was at Anthony’s mansion.
Chapter 3
Anthony tossed his jacket onto the sofa. His black shirt hung on his tall and well-built torso though he looked aggressive.
Anne lowered her gaze as she had not completely forgotten about that night. She knew how muscular and sexy his body was.
“Why…why did you bring me here?” she asked fearfully.
She dared not to speak up in front of this powerful being.
Yet, after she spoke, she heard a rumbling sound coming from her starving tummy.
Anne felt embarrassed. Since arriving, she had not eaten anything. The exhaustion from running and the flight were finally catching up with her.
Anthony said coldly, “You’re hungry. Serve the food!”
From the other end, a middle-aged man in working clothes brought over a bowl of hot soup and placed it on the table.
“Mr. Marwood, the seafood soup is ready.” The butler, Hayden, announced before stepping aside politely. It was as if he had never existed.
When Anne heard the word ‘seafood’, her face turned pale.
“You may have your dinner,” Anthony said with cold eyes.
“I’m…allergic to seafood. I can’t eat this,” Anne said in her shivering voice.
She had a severe seafood allergy. Once she had seafood, the symptoms could even take her life! She had experienced this before…
“So you’re going to put my effort to waste?” Anthony’s eyes were filled with hatred.
Anne understood it. Anthony had done this on purpose. He wanted to kill her!
“No…I can’t eat it. I will die…” Anne resisted and backed away.
Anthony went forward, grabbed her arm, and tossed her toward the table. “Eat it!”
“Argh!”
Anne fell onto the table, and the bag she was holding fell two to three meters from her.
Since she was rushing to turn off her phone, she did not zip up her bag, resulting in her phone falling out.
Anne could not care less about her hurting knees. She stared at the now exposed phone anxiously.
Anthony was walking toward the phone.
The moment he picked up the phone, Anne felt her breathing halt along with her heartbeats.
Anthony picked up the phone and realized that it had been turned off.
He pressed the button on the side to turn it on and realized it was not turned off because of a lack of battery.
“I…I’m afraid of my aunt calling, so I turned it off…” Anne knew how much Anthony hated her aunt. He saw her as an enemy.
“Password.” Anthony glanced at her coldly.
Anne felt her fear crawling up her neck, and she was almost blacking out.
However, she knew that she had to stay calm.
“Let me…” Anne walked over and carefully took the phone from Anthony. She went back to the table, afraid of showing him her passcode.
Anthony looked at her coldly and mockingly.
Anne lowered her head to type in her passcode while looking around.
Suddenly, she picked up the seafood soup from the table and threw it over!
Bang!
It fell between the two of them! The hot soup was all over the floor, preventing Anthony from coming closer!
Anthony’s dark eyes glinted, and he saw the woman escaping. He called out, “Hold her!”
Anne was terrified, and she ran even faster.
When she ran out of the living room, she saw the bodyguards coming from the front, and she quickly made a turn.
Anne saw a set of stairs and hurriedly ran down.
However, her heels prevented her from running, let alone running down the stairs.
Missing a step…
“Argh!”
Anne fell and rolled down the stairs.
“Argh!”
Anthony caught up and stood on the top of the staircase, looking down heartlessly.
All he saw was Anne lying at the bottom of the stairs. She had blacked out with blood oozing out of her wounded head…
When Anne woke abruptly, she jumped up as if waking up from a nightmare.
She sat up and groaned as she felt dizzy.
She touched her forehead and found a bandage over her head.
She recalled falling down the stairs and waking up in this unfamiliar room.
The sky had turned bright outside…
With a thought crossing her mind, she anxiously pressed on her chest and got out of bed. She went into the washroom.
After closing the door, she took out her phone from her chest.
She hid it there when running away, and it worked.
Anne did not care what condition she was in. She instantly deleted all messages regarding her children. Luckily she had a backup copy on her computer.
After doing so, she messaged the nanny, [Do not call me and do not let my kids call me. Something happened. I will call you when it’s done. Take note.]
Nancy, the nanny, replied, [What happened?]
Anne answered, [Don’t worry, I’m fine. Please take care of my kids.]
After sorting it out, she walked out of the washroom.
Anne scanned around the bedroom. It was unfamiliar, but the luxurious decorations did not make it hard for her to figure out that this was a room in the mansion.
She knew Anthony had placed her here. What was he trying to do?
No matter what he wanted, she must not stay here any longer. She had to leave!
Anne opened the bedroom door and found the stairs. The mansion was so big that it gave her a headache finding the way out.
After going downstairs, she did not care about getting back her bag. She tried to run away, holding her phone.
However, she was stopped before she reached the big metal gate. She almost bumped into the person and had to back away.
Anne tried not to panic and said, “Let me leave.”
“This is an order from Mr. Marwood,” the bodyguard said coldly like a machine.
“Where…is he?”
“Not sure.”
Anne knew that there was no way out. What else could she do?
She returned to the room and called Sarah, “Aunt, didn’t you say Anthony had left Luton long ago? Why did he show up?”
She would not have returned to Luton if she knew he was here!
“He did leave! I haven’t heard from him for many years. There’s no way we wouldn’t know if he had been in Luton. I would have told you!”
Anne trusted her aunt, so why did Anthony show up at the party? Out of kindness?
No way.
Sarah had told her that Anthony had cut ties with Ron and the rest of the Marwood family long ago. They were out of touch completely. So why…
Anne caressed her forehead, and her head was aching.
Anthony did not come to attend the party. He wanted to trap her.
However, she came to that conclusion too late…
“Anne, what’s wrong? What happened? I tried calling, but your phone was turned off.”
“I’m…fine. I saw my old friends, and we went drinking. I had too much…” Anne told a lie because she did not want to worry her aunt. After all, Anthony was only after her now.
Chapter 4
“I know you’re still in Luton. Your passport is with me.”
Anne was taken aback and asked, “My passport is with you?”
“Yeah, I couldn’t reach you, so I went to your hotel. How could you leave your passport at the cheap hotel? It’s not safe. I checked out for you. Come stay with me.”
Anne could not go back to the hotel even if she wanted to. She could not get away from Anthony’s control.
“Aunt, I’m not coming over yet. I will stay with my friend for a few days. I will come to get my passport before leaving,” Anne replied.
“You haven’t been back for so many years. Who’s your friend?” Sarah asked.
“Someone from high school…” Anne tried to make it sound convincing.
“I know you’re on bad terms with Anthony. However, it’s been many years now, and you have nothing to do with him. Don’t take it too seriously.”
Anne felt ironic. They had nothing to do with one another? So why was she here…
“Come to my place. It’s been so many years. I have many things to tell you,” Sarah said.
“I’ll come…later.” Anne hung up and leaned against the bed frame.
How could she get away without Anthony’s permission?
She knew clearly that Anthony would not go easy on her if she stayed.
To him, her aunt was someone who ruined his parents’ relationship. Her, too…
At noon, Anne was invited to dine at the dining hall.
When she saw the table full of dishes, her face turned pale because they were all seafood dishes.
They were expensive but deadly.
Anne’s eyes fell on the dish of vegetables. She scooped the food, and before she put it in her mouth, an intense seafood scent went to her nose. She was so terrified that she dropped the spoon.
She stood up and asked the maid with her quickened breathing, “What is this…made of?”
“Seafood broth,” the maid said truthfully.
Anne wanted to leave. However, her legs could not move.
If she did not eat this meal, what about the next? Unless she could go on three days without eating? How could she escape without energy?
“He wants me to eat just bread? Fine.”
Anne sat back down. She ate the bread and nothing else.
The maid was speechless as she watched Anne eating the bread blankly.
Anne survived on just bread for the three days she had stayed in this mansion. In the past three days, there was no sign of Anthony. It was as if he was leaving her here to extinguish.
She was like a trapped bird in a cage, anxious about the uncertainties.
As she was eating the bread that day, she could not stand it anymore. She went to the living hall and questioned Hayden, “Where is Anthony? I want to see him. When is he letting me go?”
“Apologies, we don’t know about Mr. Marwood’s agenda,” Hayden said.
“How long is he going to lock me in here?” Anne asked.
“We don’t know,” Hayden replied.
“You…” Anne did not want to make his job harder than it was. She knew this was Anthony’s idea.
It was around nine at night, and Anne could not fall asleep. She curled up in the corner of the balcony, missing her kids.
This was the longest she had been away from them. Would they miss her, would they cry at night…
As her eyes were tearing up, she heard the sound of engines from below. Her heart tightened as she rushed downstairs.
When she was outside, she saw a car slowly pulling over. However, it was not the black Rolls Loyce. It was a Benzy.
It was not Anthony who came out of the car; instead, it was a businessman in glasses and a suit. He walked toward Anne professionally.
He held a bag in his hand. Nobody knew what was inside the bag.
“Ms. Anne Vallois?” Oliver glanced at her.
“You’re…”
“Let me introduce myself. I’m Mr. Marwood’s chief secretary, Oliver Clayton.”
“He asked you to let me go?” Anne asked quickly.
“I’m now bringing you to meet Mr. Marwood.” Oliver handed her the bag and explained, “Here is the outfit prepared for you.”
When Anne heard his professional tone, she looked at the bag and felt uneasy. “To…where?”
Anne was dressed in a tight black dress at the bar with her tender and glowing shoulders, along with her beautifully sculpted collarbone.
Her figure was alluring with her beautiful, fair, and long legs. She exuded a unique aura and instantly gained the attention of many men upon entering.
Oliver led Anne toward a private room at the back without glancing back.
When the door of the room opened, the lights inside were brighter than the outside. However, Anne felt like she was entering an unknown world of darkness.
There were drinks, men touching women, women clinging to men. There was no sign of Anthony in this corrupted scene.
The people fooling around noticed Anne. The men did not hide their admiration of this pretty lady, even though they already had women in arms.
“Is she a new model? Not bad at all,” One of the men known as Mr. Pat commented.
Anne hated the feeling of being looked at like an object. She asked Oliver, “He’s not here?”
“Wait here.” With that, Oliver left.
Anne stood there and did not blend in with her surroundings.
Why did Oliver not explain when they misunderstood her?
Why did he leave her here alone waiting for Anthony?
She was about to find out…
Mr. Pat had a wine glass in hand as he staggered over clumsily. “Sit beside me, alright? I will be gentle with you.”
Anne frowned ever so slightly, and she was disgusted.
“Why you?” Another man came forward and said, “What about this? I’ll pay a thousand bucks!”
“I pay two thousand. This is probably above her calling price!” Mr. Pat said generously.
“You’ve all been mistaken. I don’t work here,” Anne said with her face pale.
“You don’t? Stop acting, is the money too little for you?” Mr. Pat mocked, “Who do you think you are? I wonder if you’re even acceptable after taking off your clothes!”
“Why don’t…you take them off now?” the man by the side said rudely.
Mr. Pat grabbed Anne’s wrist. “This way, I can check the quality first.”
Anne said with disgust, “Let go…Let go!”
She used up her strength to push the hand away from her. Her body staggered backward from pushing too hard…
“Argh!”
Anne thought she was falling down when her back knocked onto a hard body.
A hoarse and cold male voice whispered in her ear, “So, are you happy with my arrangement?”
Anne felt her head going numb, and it was Anthony…
“It’s time for you to start work after a few days of eating bread!”
Chapter 5
Anthony forcefully grabbed her shoulders and pushed her…
“Argh!”
Anne slammed into the table, causing two glasses to fall onto her. The liquid in one of the glasses splashed onto her face and damped her hair.
Anthony sat on the sofa lazily with his legs crossed as he watched Anne coldly and darkly.
Mr. Pat managed to please Anthony by offering to pour him a drink. “Mr. Marwood, please have a drink.”
“Not you!” Anthony demanded coldly.
Mr. Pat’s hands jolted before he understood. He handed Anne the wine bottle.
Anne was still shivering as if she was soaked in iced cold water.
She knew Anthony intended to humiliate her. If she disobeyed, she would never be able to leave this room.
Thinking of her three innocent and adorable kids at home, Anne swallowed her pride and reached out her shaking hand to accept the wine bottle and poured the drink.
Anthony picked up the glass and took a sip while keeping his eyes fixed on Anne.
“May…may I leave now?” Anne asked shakily. She knelt on the floor, feeling extremely uneasy.
The surrounding crowd froze as though they were extras in a film while Anthony controlled the scene like the king.
Mr. Pat poured her a drink and said, “How could you leave so soon? It is an honor to drink with Mr. Marwood. Drink up!”
“I don’t drink…” Anne refused and turned her face away.
Anthony raised his hand and pinched her jaw harshly. His eyes glinted in darkness as he said, “Are you telling me you had never drunk with men before?”
Anne looked at him with watery eyes, and her tears were about to come down.
“Didn’t that disgraceful woman teach you the tricks?”
“My aunt is not disgraceful. You’ve mistaken…” Anne knew that he was referring to her aunt, and she felt wronged.
“Of course, because you’re just like her!” Anthony tightened his grip, almost breaking Anne’s jaw…
“Argh!” Anne cried out in pain.
“Anne Vallois, you have once again fallen right into my hand. Don’t even dream about escaping.” Anthony patted her face and retrieved his hand.
Anne felt hopeless as she fell onto the floor in tears.
Mr. Pat, who was by the side, came over to pull her up. “Come on, drink up! You cannot refuse to drink when you’re here.”
Another man came to pull her up, even another woman came along.
Anne was forced onto the sofa while they pushed glasses of liquor toward her. She had no choice but to drink up.
Since the liquor was too strong, she found it very difficult to swallow. Each gulp came with more tears.
One of the women ran up to Anthony and sat by his side to serve him drinks, she was trying to please him. However, Anthony only had his eyes on the woman he hated wholeheartedly.
When Anne was on her sixth drink, she was drunk. Everything was a blur to her.
When she sensed someone touching her thigh, she panicked. She was so paranoid that she ran out of the room to escape.
She rushed to the toilet and tried to throw up. However, nothing came out but her tears.
What had she done wrong to be treated this way!?
Back when she was fourteen, out of all her relatives, only her aunt brought her home. How could someone like her aunt be a disgraceful woman?
Since she started living with the Marwood family and called him ‘brother’, she seemed to have offended Anthony entirely. Even now that she had left the Marwood, the nightmare proceeded.
Suddenly, the door closed.
Anne jolted and felt a terrifying aura coming from behind her. She felt chills on her back rushing right into her head.
Before she turned back, she already knew where this aura came from…
“I’ve drunk up, can I…Argh!” Before Anne could finish her sentence, her hair was pulled back harshly. Her fair neck tensed up and jolted backward.
The demonic face appeared from above. “Did I say you can leave?”
Maybe it was the alcohol, Anne’s head felt numb, but the fear went right into her soul.
She panted and managed to say, “When…will you let me leave?”
Anthony ignored her question and narrowed his eyes. His eyes scanned through her shapely outlined figure. His eyes glinted darkness as he lowered his body to whisper into her ears hoarsely, “I wonder how honest is your body.”
With that said, he bit on her exposed shoulder…
“Argh!” Anne jolted and cried out in pain.
“Oh, you’re naughty, eh?”
Anne felt a burning sensation on her shoulder.
After Anthony released her shoulder, her legs weakened and fell onto Anthony’s rock-hard chest. Her tears rolled out helplessly as she cried, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have come back…please, I beg you, stop torturing me…”
Anthony pinched her jaw heartlessly and lifted her chin. “It’s more dangerous to plead than refuse.”
Anne felt her scalp going numb, and her cheeks flushed red from the drinks. The lights from the ceiling forced her to squint. She was getting dizzier, but her tears did not stop rolling down. “Why me? Why…”
“Isn’t it clear, hmm? I can’t do anything to that woman yet, so you will do for now. Doesn’t she love you a lot? Of course, I should torture her favorite niece!” Anthony glinted while pinching her jaw.
If Ron could threaten his life for the woman, fine, he shall show them what it was like to feel worse than dead!
Anne sobbed.
So, it seemed that Anthony thought her aunt had ruined his original family, and he assumed that she was just like her aunt!
She had been misunderstood all these years, while nobody could change Anthony’s mind.
“When I was twelve…was that not enough?”
Anthony looked at her intimidatingly and yelled, “It is never enough! Take it all in. If you die, she’s up next!”
“No…” Anne shivered, and her head was dizzy. Not long after, she blacked out…
When she woke up, she sat up in shock. When she realized she was in the mansion’s room and not some random place with a random man, a sense of relief washed over her.
She blacked out last night in the toilet and had no idea what happened afterward in the toilet.
She had a terrible hangover, but her shoulder was hurting even more.
She frowned and groaned out in pain.
She crawled out of bed and went to the washroom. She was still wearing the same black dress, flattering her beautiful curves.
There was a bloody scar on her shoulder.
It was a bite mark from Anthony.
It now looked like a birthmark.
It would take at least ten days to fade off.
Anthony hated her more now than when she was twelve.
She felt chills all over.
She was even more determined to leave this place now!
During the day, Anne tried to calm herself down. She was slowly familiarizing herself with this area.
This area was called The Curve. The mansion was called the Royal Mansion. Anthony owned this mansion that was worth over a hundred million dollars.
In other words, it was impossible to get out of The Curve by foot unless Anthony let her.
How could it be…
Anne secretly called her aunt from the room. “Who owns The Curve?”
“Nobody knows who owns The Curve. They are mysterious. Even your uncle doesn’t know. However, they have so much power in Luton that lots of people try to get on good terms with them. After all, Luton is now very different from before,” Sarah said.
Anne bit her lips and fell silent.
Anthony must have started planting his fortune in Luton a long time ago. When the moguls react eventually, it will be too late.
Even the Marwood family had no idea.
“Also, the owner of The Curve also owns the Archduke Group.”
“Archduke Group?”
“Yeah! They own the tallest skyscraper in Luton. They grew extremely wealthy within the last five years, and they controlled the entire Luton. What a headache! I wonder what it takes to get acquainted with a mogul like this. How mysterious.”