"I see that you have something to say." Thera tried to convince the bodyguards, but the bodyguards' attitude was firm. His duty was to prevent any irrelevant people from coming in, and he couldn't let them in unless there was a day. Thera frowned and thought, "Why can't this man get away with it?" "I have something important to tell you..." "Is there anything important about Mr. White?" Harry stood in the corridor. There was no expression on his face. The corners of his mouth were slightly pursed and his eyes were as sharp as blades. His eyes and brows were still sharp and clear in the corridor, and he had a tough momentum. "Have you investigated what happened today and come to give me an explanation?" Thera knew that she was in the wrong, so she apologized first. "I was too careless. I let Yedda know my whereabouts, so..." In fact, he was not on guard against Yedda at all, so Yedda followed him easily. He didn't know that Stacy would fall into
A thunder struck Yedda's heart. She froze in place, letting go of Thera's hand bit by bit. She didn't deserve him either. She was dirty, and her body was dirty. "I'm no longer worthy of him. I'm not worthy of him." She was terrified and at a loss for what to do. She kept stepping back, fearing that the filth on her body would stain Thera. She hated, hated, hated, hated the person who had raped her, resented the unfairness of her fate. "It's too late to get back." Thera patiently persuaded her with the last patience, hoping that she could understand and admit her mistake. He thought that Stacy would definitely give her a chance to make a fresh start, given Stacy's kindness. "Ha, ha, ha..." Yedda laughed, and her laughter grew louder and louder. Her eyes turned red, and she stared at Thera, who could not hide her disappointment. "It's you who should be lost. It's you, Thera!" Thera closed her eyes. She knew clearly that Yedda was hopeless. He had
The world turned upside down, and the two people in the room kissed each other, as if there were only the two of them in the world. Harry took off his clothes and pressed down again. Just as he was about to finish his last step, someone knocked on the door. "Harry, Thera sent him here." Boyce's voice came in, bringing Stacy, whose head was blank, back to reality. She instinctively pushed Harry on her body. At this moment, Harry's face was hidden in the dark, gloomy and nervous. "Aren't you going to check it now?" Boyce knew that Stacy had a fever. "No matter what, Harry can't take advantage of me, can he?" So he thought that the reason why Harry stayed in the room must be to accompany Stacy. He didn't think about anything else. Stacy felt his tight body and extremely suppressed emotions at the moment. She shook his hand. "I've promised you that I won't go back on my word. Next time." The dim light hid his trembling eyelids, an
"You guys are investigating me?" Yedda jumped up crazily and tried to fight with Boyce. That was her secret and she did not allow anyone to know it. Her feet were tied up. The moment she jumped up, she fell back to the ground. Boyce smiled and understood that this was her weakness, so he continued to stimulate her. "You were pregnant when you were 16 years old, and you were born, but... you were dead." "Shut up, shut up!" Yedda roared. She shook her head. Boyce's words were like muffled thunder, cutting straight down from her top and separating her blood from her flesh. Sometimes she was crazy, and sometimes she was like a lifeless puppet lying on the ground. On the second floor. Thera frowned. Boyce only said two simple sentences, but these two sentences shocked him a lot. Yedda was pregnant at the age of sixteen? And gave birth to a child? This was also a bolt out of the blue for him. A 16-year-old girl was still underage. Now, he
Yedda knew that it was useless to beg for his adopted mother, so he climbed to the side of his adopted father's feet. "Save him. He is your child. You can't watch him be gouged into the well." "Bitch." Yedda's words provoked her adopted mother. She grabbed the baby who had cut off the cord in the future. It was naked, and her body was stained with Yedda's blood. At the moment Yedda's adopted mother mentioned him, he cried. "Wow! Wow! Wow!" His voice was particularly loud. Yedda crawled to grab her mother's leg. There was a meandering bloodstain on the ground. She held her mother's leg and kowtowed until she was bleeding. "Please, don't lose my child, please. I beg you, I'll be a good horse for you, please..." "That's a beautiful try. Do you think I don't know that you want to raise this kid to earn some money with your son?" Her adopted mother kicked her away. Yedda fainted. When she woke up, she was still lying in the bed in the room. The sun was ve
Melinda was wearing a mink coat, and her silver hair was neatly folded behind her head. She carried a bag in her hand and looked like a servant. It seemed that she had just arrived here. Charles's face immediately turned green. He turned to look at Harry and wondered if it was because he had seen his joke that day that he told his grandma his whereabouts. Harry was too lazy to pay attention to him. He was not so bored to complain. "Don't look at it. It's me who said it." Boyce was also shocked when he saw the old lady. A few days ago, the old lady called him every day and cried and complained. Boyce really had no choice but to tell her the address. Unexpectedly, the old lady came. "You..." Charles gnashed his teeth in hatred. How could he reveal his whereabouts to the Old Madam? If he was caught by the old lady, he would have no freedom at all. "What are you talking about!" Melinda grabbed Charles's ear and pulled her inside. "Kid, look at my wife. Y
It was Thera who called her. For some reason, her heart tightened. Somehow, when she thought of Thera, she would also think of Yedda. "You answer the phone. I'll go back first." Angela thought that it was inconvenient for her to answer the phone when she was by her side. Stacy hesitated because she was afraid that Thera would tell her about Yedda. She didn't want to be entangled in this matter anymore. However, the other side was very persistent. If she did not answer, Thera would not hang up, and her phone was ringing all the time. Finally, she took a deep breath and pressed the answer button. Soon, Thera's voice came. "Did you leave today?" Stacy said, "There are some things that have been delayed, and we will not leave until tomorrow." "Let's meet today," Thera said. Stacy stood by the road, looking down at her toes. "I have something to do, I'm afraid..." "You're leaving tomorrow, aren't you going to say goodbye to me?" Stacy wa
Thera was very unhappy to be interrupted. He looked at Mary with a gloomy face and said, "What are you doing? Why are you so impatient?" Mary breathed a sigh of relief. "There's a man at the door who brought a group of people. He said that he wanted you to hand over his sister." Thera and Stacy looked at each other. There was no need to explain. They could guess who was outside the door. "I'll go out and have a look. Don't go out in the house." There were not many people in the villa, and there was only a plateau outside the door. In case of a conflict, she would be afraid of hurting her. Stacy stood up. If there was really a conflict, could she hide in the house? Besides, she didn't think that Yedda, the younger brother, came here to "rescue" her sister. She knew that her sister knew Thera, and she probably came here to blackmail for benefits. "As long as you are willing to pay, I believe there will be absolutely no conflict." Stacy sneered fa