Chapter 2

Verdier Club was a place Stefan often frequented to drink and hang out with his friends.

Millie's conscience told her that the abductor had been lying to her, so she shouldn't be believing what he said. However, she just couldn't stop herself from coming over to have a look for herself.

She had been with Stefan for three years and knew the private room he was often in. She rushed there at once.

"You lost, Ste! So, truth, or dare?"

"Truth."

"Alright then. Who is the woman you love the most?"

"How's that even a question? Of course, it's Wanda."

"Ooh!"

Everyone in the private room started to laugh and riot.

Millie stood outside the door, her face turning more pale with every second. Her legs felt like lead, and her hand hung mechanically in the air. She couldn't bring herself to knock on the door.

A while later, the people in the room seemed to have played another round of "Truth or Dare", and the "Wanda" from before seemed to have lost.

"You lost, Wanda! So, truth, or dare?"

"Dare," Wanda Lytle said, her voice as gentle as a feather.

"Then find a guy in this room and kiss him deeply for three minutes!"

"Don't say that," Wanda replied, feeling shy.

"If you don't kiss someone, you're going to have to drink three shots of this beer!"

"Ste…" she cried, looking beseechingly at Stefan.

"Let's complete the mission."

Right after that, everyone in the room started to cheer loudly. Judging from that, Millie figured that they must have kissed.

Millie felt like storming into the room and tearing that homewrecker's hair out of her head. She also wanted to dig her nails into her face and scratch her eyes out while slapping the living daylights out of her.

She also wanted to drag that bitch out of the room, tear off her clothes, and get everyone to see what a shameless person she was.

However, Millie only felt like running away.

She was worried that everything she did for Stefan in the past three years would end up like a joke as soon as she rushed in.

However, when Millie turned around, she bumped into someone. "I-I'm sorry…"

"Aren't you here for the birthday party? Why aren't you going in?"

The person whom Millie bumped into spoke in a deep, sexy voice.

Millie immediately lifted her head and looked up. She would never forget that voice even if she died. That voice belonged to the leader of the group of people who had abducted her!

It wasn't a familiar face that she saw. He had thick eyebrows, sharp eyes, a tall nose, and thin lips. His facial features were quite prominent and outstanding.

The man also wore a dark coat over his shoulders. His eyes were cool as he looked at her with a distant expression.

It was obvious that this was his first time meeting her.

Millie forced herself to calm down. It was impossible. Maybe they just had very similar voices.

Just then, the man reached behind her and pushed on the handle, opening the door to the private room.

"No!"

Millie panicked. Her mind blanked out. She wanted to run, but it was too late. Everyone's eyes were on her.

Her eyes narrowed as she looked at the two people kissing each other deeply.

Wanda realized that someone had arrived and felt shy at once, wanting to end the kiss. However, Stefan held her closer, snaking his arm around her waist, and continued deepening the kiss.

The kiss lasted for three whole minutes; not a second more, not a second less.

When they finally separated for air, Wanda's face was as red as a beet. She also looked shy and embarrassed.

Meanwhile, Millie felt as if she couldn't breathe anymore. She didn't know if it was because she was triggered by their kiss or she just realized that Wanda looked a lot like herself.

On second thought, she was the one who looked a lot like Wanda.

Realization suddenly dawned upon Millie. Stefan saved her three years ago, but it hadn't been a coincidence. Stefan had long been paying attention to her before that.

"What are you doing here?"

Stefan's face fell when he caught sight of Millie. It looked like Millie was unwelcome at this party.

Wanda's face also turned pale. "M-Ms. Jordan… It's not like that. I… I'll leave immediately."

Wanda got to her feet, but Stefan pulled her back down by her hand.

"Ste, you should take your time telling Ms. Jordan about us. Let me go."

"I'll talk to her now."

Stefan stood up and hid Wanda behind his body. "Wanda is the person I've always been in love with. It's just that her parents never agreed to our relationship and sent her abroad. I was only with you because you looked like her.

"But now, Wanda is back by my side, and I don't need you anymore. Now if you're done here, get out of here and go back. Wanda is easily intimidated. Don't you dare scare her."

Wanda broke free from Stefan's hold and went up to Millie. She grabbed Millie's hands and said anxiously, "Ms. Jordan, I'm sorry. But I can't live without Stefan. It's all my fault. You can hit me and scold me all you want. I'll even beg and grovel at your feet if that means you'll let us be together. I'll do anything you say!"

Millie felt nauseated when she heard what Wanda said. She hadn't even felt this disgusted when she was raped by her abductor.

She flung Wanda's hands away. Wanda let out a cry and fell to the ground.

Millie was stupefied. She barely had any strength left, so it should never have sent anyone, let alone an adult woman, flying to the ground like this.

Wanda was simply putting up an act.

However, Stefan immediately pulled Wanda into his arms and glared angrily at Millie.

"You've taken her spot for long enough. I've never treated you badly in the past, and I gave you everything you needed for the past three years. You've received more than what you're worth in the market, so don't push it anymore!"

"My worth in the market? Stefan Leach, what the fuck do you take me for? A prostitute?"

"Aren't you one? Don't forget that you were the one who took off your clothes and begged me first!"

As soon as Stefan said that, everyone in the room burst into laughter. Some of the perverted guys in the room even started casting their lustful eyes at Millie.

Millie's face turned as white as a sheet. How could Stefan talk about such private matters in public for everyone to hear? Did he do that to protect his so-called first love?

"Now fuck off. Pack up all your things and leave the manor!"

Millie chewed on her lower lip. She wanted to talk, but nothing came out of her mouth. She was starting to feel smothered by all the sneers and mocking laughter in the room. She couldn't breathe. She turned around with a stagger and left in a sorry state.

Someone spoke up after her. "Pierce, did you bring her here?"

"I don't know her. I just saw her at the door and thought she was one of your guests."

"You were late. Your punishment is to finish up this whole pack of beer."

"I drove here. I'm not going to drink."

Millie walked out of the club. It was raining cats and dogs outside.

Since it was summertime, the rain was thunderously heavy and came in a flash. Millie was soaked all over. She was shivering from the cold, but she didn't know if it was from the weather or the feeling in her heart.

After walking for a long time in the rain, she suddenly heard a loud whistle behind her. She turned around and saw a blond-haired man following her.

Millie hurried forward, but the man kept chasing after her.

"Hey, girlie! I'm calling you! Are you deaf or something?"

The man sounded obviously drunk as he continued yelling, "If you keep walking, I'm going to kill you!"

Millie was even more scared now. She took out her phone and quickly called Stefan. He was still the first person she thought of when her life was in grave danger.

It was a long time before Stefan finally picked up.

"Stefan… There's a drunk guy following me. What should I do? I'm scared…"

"What are you calling me for? Call the police, for fuck's sake."

There was a commotion on his side of the line. It sounded like they were getting ready to sing the birthday song.

"Ste, come here. I want you to share my cake with me."

"Alright, I'm coming."

Stefan's voice immediately turned gentle again. It felt like a spring breeze that could warm anyone's heart.

Then, the call disconnected.

Millie froze on the spot. She forgot that there was someone still following her. The man hurriedly closed the distance between them.

By the time Millie snapped back to her senses, it was too late. She was just about to bend down and grab a brick from the road to defend herself when a car suddenly flew up toward her and stopped right next to her shivering figure.

The car sent a wave of dirty pavement water splashing all over the drunk man.

Then, the car door opened, and a man got out of the driver's seat with an umbrella before approaching Millie.

"I didn't get to introduce myself. My name is Pierce Atkinson."