Chapter 596

Gwynn reached out and felt above the couch. At last, her fingers touched a hard object. It was a painting hung on the wall. Then, she yanked at it with an uncharacteristic strength and pulled it off the wall.

It fell squarely on Noah’s forehead at a frightening speed.

He stopped what he was doing as crimson blood rolled down his cheeks, giving rise to a horrifying sight. She curled up and looked at him helplessly and fearfully.

Her clothes were unkempt. Her jumper was lifted well below her hips, revealing her slender body. Her long pants were also pulled all the way down, hanging erotically by her ankles.

Gladys heard the commotion and darted into the study.

She let out a sharp cry when she saw the gory sight. “What on earth happened here?! What’s wrong with your forehead, Mr. Noah? Also, your clothes, Ms. Gwynn… Are you getting tortured or something?!”

Noah regarded the old servant coldly. She should’ve been an actress.

Gladys helped her mistress up and showered her with