"This is a private property, you are causing distress! I own this place!" Huifen shouts at them.A uniformed man seizes her hands and pinned her down, "Lady, stop what you are doing. Our boss is going to punish you terribly,""I am the boss here, dumb-ass! Ouch! My gown you will rip it off. This costs millions!"Then the lights were on at the cabin. Huifen saw the badly beaten Sarah being helped by uniformed men."That girl is an outlaw, she stole from me so she is beaten, so badly. Don't help her, instead punish her more!" she tells them like a mad woman.Sarah's feet were untied from the chair by the uniformed men. "Thank you, she said as she is bleeding. In a very soft almost whispering voice she asked, "Did you see my friends in the woods? Please, help them.""Young Lady Master, they are safe now.""Chairman Feng, we're approaching the location," the pilot informed him. The sight of the sprawling estate that belongs to Ms. Daisy Zang Lui filled Chairman Feng with a mix of anxiety a
Martin was enveloped with an overwhelming sense of fear, the likes of which he had never experienced before.Witnessing such inhumane torture at the hands of Chairman Feng, he now knew better than to ever cross paths with them.The scenes of brutality and mutilation, especially towards Huifen, and her lover, were etched in his mind, haunting him even as he tried to compose himself.He looks on Alfred Lui as he goes on crawling to the Chairman, and kissed his bloodied shoes. Blood from his wife and her lover."Master, please, forgive me. I was greedy and weak. I never even did something to solve the mystery of my sister's death. I take the blame for my weakness. Please, Chairman, spare Adelle. She may not be my daughter, and has done meanness to Sarah, she is still young to suffer and die.""So, tell me, Alfred. All these years, you haven't learned what family means? He looks down at Alfred with disgust."Your sister sacrificed so much for you. She was enslaved, sold, raped and tortured
Two months later...After recuperation followed by her colorful graduation, Sarah moved to Feng Villa in Shanghai's billionaire village, as promised by her granduncle.It is a three-level mansion with all the high technology facility. It one of the very rare designs within the city.It's far larger than the Lui Estate now named as Ms. Daisy Lui Feng Estate, with Mira serving as the landlady and her assistant Peter. They are no longer servants, but the trusted managers of the estate.As for her friend Emily, she is always in touched with her, and they will be attending the same university with the help of his granduncle, of course.She has been training under Master Lui Wang, the head of the Feng and Xiang clans' security for five decades. Despite his age, his character and strength are still amazing in his mid 70s.After a month of training, she is ready to take her skills to the next level.They shifted their focus to intense marksmanship training, and Sarah's unwavering dedication
In a quiet corner of the Feng mansion, everything was calm and peaceful. The air carried a sense of tranquility and devotion, as if time itself had slowed down.But suddenly, the rooftop, a normally serene spot for contemplation, became the stage for an unexpected event.Out of nowhere, a group of enormous-built men dressed in dark suits walked up on the rooftop, moving swiftly and purposefully. Their footsteps were silent against the cool tiles as they approached the edge.Without wasting a moment, they skillfully slipped through an open window, their intentions shrouded in mystery.Inside the study room, an atmosphere of scholarly focus prevailed. Two female-security and a personal servant were engrossed in their readings, together with their young Lady Master.The sudden intrusion jolted them out of their concentration, and their eyes met with startled unity.The servants exchanged worried whispers, their voices hushed but urgent. "Who are these intruders, and why did they come to
"Why don't you just ask Martin out?" Emily suggested to her friend Sarah as they trained together in kickboxing at the Feng mansion gym. They had been sparring partners for almost two months, and Emily had noticed that Sarah had lost a lot of weight during that time. Her dedication to a healthy diet was evident as she sweated through their intense workouts. Emily admired her friend's determination and couldn't help but feel inspired to follow a healthier lifestyle herself. Breathing heavily, Sarah took the flask of water from one of her assistants, "Thank you, Claire," she said gratefully. Claire, a diligent young woman who had been working at the mansion for several years, smiled back at her and offered a towel to wipe her face. "As you were saying, I don't think that's a great idea. He's like a brother to me. And I must tell you something, he is betrothed to the gorgeous Lady Catherine Shand," Sarah explained as she took a drink from the flask. Emily's eyes widened, and her mou
Stepping into the luxurious lobby of Marshall Corporation, she felt a surge of confidence and pride, knowing that she had come so far since her days of training and education. Her presence and height initially captivated the office, much more with her conservative yet sexy, attire. Her flawless complexion radiates against the deep navy-blue corporate dress that gracefully accentuates her curves, while her classic updo and thick reading glasses exude intelligence and sophistication. With each confident step, her light gray pumps and matching blazer complete the ensemble, exuding professionalism and authority. Her light done makeup enhances her natural beauty, leaving a lasting impression of poise and grace. As she approached the reception desk, she couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. The journey she had planned on, the sacrifices she had made, and the secrets she had guarded had all led her to this moment. With a confident smile, she inquired about the clerical wor
Sarah continued to excel in her role as Communication Specialist, but she couldn't ignore the whispers and gossip surrounding her.It was clear that Larah, even after her previous schemes were exposed, was determined to tarnish Sarah's reputation.One day, during a break in the office, Sarah overheard a group of colleagues engaged in hushed conversations. Their voices carried a mix of curiosity, judgment, and malicious intent."Did you hear about Sarah? They she's a single mother and has quite a reputation with men," a female officemate said to another."Really? That's surprising. She always seemed so composed and professional. I wonder how true these rumors are," the other replied.A male officemate chimed in, "I don't know all the details, but I heard she's had multiple failed relationships. It's no wonder she can't keep a man, given that she's raising a fatherless child."Sarah's heart sank as she listened to the false stories being spread about her. She felt the weight of the judg
Sarah's car screeched to a halt in the middle of the road, and she immediately saw that her rear tire had been purposely deflated.Before she could grab her tools for a spare tire, she noticed four sketchy dudes walking up to her, looking all menacing.They were carrying heavy clamps, a hammer, and a baseball bat, and their laughter gave her the creeps.Her voice shook with a mix of fear and defiance. "What do you want from me?" she demanded, her eyes darting between them.One of the guys smirked, loving the intimidation. "We're here to teach you a lesson, babe. You messed with the wrong crew."Just when Sarah was about to face their attack, she saw a fifth guy showing up, holding a bottle that looked like acid.Angry and frustrated, she muttered, "Larah, you backstabbing witch."The newcomer sneered as he spoke to Sarah."You should've known not to mess with us. You're gonna regret it big time."Sarah's eyes widened when she saw a tinted car pull up nearby, confirming her suspicion a
For three long and painful days, William had barricaded himself from the outside world. The heartache of Sarah's unexplained departure had driven him to isolate himself at the mansion’s bar, leaving him in a state of emotional turmoil. The once-bustling world around him had become a distant and hazy backdrop to his profound despair.William took another glass of scotch, wincing as he felt the effects of the excessive alcohol consumption. His stomach rebelled with an acid reflux, a painful reminder of his self-destructive behavior.In this troubled state, his loyal bodyguards, Tony and James, entered the room, concern etched on their faces. "Chairman Xu, you need to take care of yourself," Tony implored. "This isn't the way to cope with your emotions."James nodded in agreement, adding, "We've been looking for her diligently. We'll find her, but you need to regain control."William's voice was hoarse as he responded, "I can't... I can't think of anything else but her. I need her back."
The cold water was biting, but Sarah didn’t have time to feel it. She swam as fast as her tired body would allow, pushing through the ache in her muscles and the sharp sting of her wounds. The shouting from the men behind her was getting closer, bullets slicing through the air, some splashing into the lake around her.She heard the familiar “whup... whup… whup…” of the helicopter’s blades overhead, growing louder. Sarah dared to look up, water dripping from her hair into her eyes. The helicopter was hovering lower now, just above the water, the downdraft creating ripples across the surface."SARAH!" her uncle’s voice cut through the chaos. "GRAB THE LADDER!"She saw it—metal steps descending from the helicopter, swinging just above the water’s surface. The current made it difficult to get close, but she fought against it, using every last bit of her strength. Her uncle’s men were firing back at Benjie Lao’s goons, the air filled with the sound of gunfire. They were out in the open, hol
"What a filth!" She couldn't contain her disgust as she gagged, the stench of the tunnel overwhelming her senses. She stumbled, her stomach turning, and finally, the inevitable happened. She threw up, her body revolted against the foul odor.As soon as she could, she crawled out of the tunnel, her skirt torn and dirty. The sewer led her to a small, dark hole, which she squeezed through, emerging into a dense, unfamiliar forest."God, I'm still on Lao's property," she groaned, pulling out her phone and dialing her uncle Vincent's number. "Uncle, please help me. I'm in Shanghai, at Lao's mansion.""Sarah?! Oh, God, I've been looking for you! Where are you?""I'm in the woods. I escaped through the sewers.""Hang on. I'll be there with my men immediately. Go and hide!""Okay, please hurry." As she spoke, she looked up and saw towering pine trees. The sound of voices carried through the air, a chilling reminder of her danger. She knew she had to move, or she'd be found."I need to climb th
Twenty minutes felt like a lifetime as Sarah scrambled to pack a few essentials. The weight of the situation pressed down on her, a mix of apprehension and a strange, dawning excitement. The unexpected possibility of pregnancy offered a sliver of hope amidst the uncertainty. But the road ahead was shrouded in mist.Grayson's knock on the door startled her out of her thoughts. "We need to leave, Sarah. The chopper's waiting." His voice was clipped, his expression unreadable.She forced a smile, shoving the remaining clothes into her bag. "Just a minute." The carefully constructed facade felt brittle, ready to crumble under the weight of unanswered questions.Downstairs, the grand foyer felt even more imposing than before. The rhythmic thrum of the chopper blades vibrated in the air, a constant reminder of the escape, or perhaps, a forced return, she wasn't sure which. As they walked out towards the helipad, Sarah couldn't help but steal a glance at Grayson. His jaw was set, his eyes re
Twenty minutes felt like a lifetime as Sarah scrambled to pack a few essentials. The weight of the situation pressed down on her, a mix of apprehension and a strange, dawning excitement. The unexpected possibility of pregnancy offered a sliver of hope amidst the uncertainty. But the road ahead was shrouded in mist.Grayson's knock on the door startled her out of her thoughts. "We need to leave, Sarah. The chopper's waiting." His voice was clipped, his expression unreadable.She forced a smile, shoving the remaining clothes into her bag. "Just a minute." The carefully constructed facade felt brittle, ready to crumble under the weight of unanswered questions.Downstairs, the grand foyer felt even more imposing than before. The rhythmic thrum of the chopper blades vibrated in the air, a constant reminder of the escape, or perhaps, a forced return, she wasn't sure which. As they walked out towards the helipad, Sarah couldn't help but steal a glance at Grayson. His jaw was set, his eyes re
Glancing at the wall clock, Sarah noticed it was 6:35 AM. Despite their hunger, they eat in silence, sitting across from each other at the table. She ate quickly, knowing that later that afternoon was her grandfather’s funeral.Then, Grayson's phone rang, and he excused himself to answer the call. The conversation that followed left a sense of tension hanging in the air. Sarah couldn't help but overhear parts of it, and it piqued her curiosity even further.Grayson received the call someone mysterious, and his expression turned solemn as he listened to the authoritative voice on the other end of the line. "Bring Sarah back to Shanghai," those words were firm, and his tone conveyed the weight of his authority.The command was clear and left no room for negotiation. Grayson understood that he needed to follow these instructions, and the complexities of their situation seemed to deepen. With a nod, he replied, "Understood, Chairman. I will make the necessary arrangements.""Avoid getting
Grayson woke early and headed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast himself. As he chopped onions, his phone rang—it was his grandfather, Chairman Benjie Lao. Grayson knew immediately that an early morning call like this meant trouble, something urgent and possibly deadly. His stomach tightened as he answered."Grandpa, I’m guessing you’ve got something important to tell me," Grayson says, his voice steady despite his unease. He knew his grandfather well enough to expect the worst."You’re a crazy brat! Deliver Sarah to me!" Benjie’s voice thundered through the phone, punctuated by the loud stomp of his cane. "Don’t defy me, fool. I know you bedded her without consent. Love will take you nowhere. Marry her, then kill her immediately!" His tone left no room for misinterpretation.Grayson's jaw clenched. His eyes darkened as memories of his childhood flashed in his mind—being forced to train with his father's men, getting shot, and enduring a samurai’s blade across his back. The thought of
As they returned to the mansion after their half-day excursion in Nanchang city, Grayson and Sarah found themselves in high spirits as if they have no problems at all. The connection between them had deepened, and curiosity about each other's worlds had grown. The mansion, with its grandeur, was a stark contrast to the bustling streets of the city they had just explored.They decided to plunge into the pool while still in their clothes on, laughter bubbling up between them like the water splashing around. The coolness of the water was a delightful contrast to the heat of their bodies, and they felt carefree, like kids again, giggling as they splashed each other playfully.“Come on, you can’t be scared of a little water!” he teased, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he dunked her lightly, pulling her under for a brief moment before she resurfaced, gasping and laughing.“I’ll get you for that!” she declared, her cheeks flushed with exhilaration. With a quick flick of her wrist, she sen
Sarah's eyes flutter open as she senses a gentle touch against her cheeks. Her heart quickens, and even before she fully comprehends what's happening, the undeniable presence of another person lingers before her. She lies still, her senses on high alert, trying to discern who could be sharing this intimate space with her in the dark.As Sarah slowly opened her eyes and beheld Grayson's impassive face hovering over her, her heart raced, and she instinctively shielded her nearly bare bosom from the gossamer fabric of her silk nightgown. She sat up, her nerves on edge. "Grayson, what a surprise," she managed to utter, attempting to conceal her vulnerability."Well, tomorrow is your Grandpa's burial, and I must take you there," Grayson stated, his emotions turbulent as he observed Sarah's vulnerable yet alluring state. "You have a natural beauty that drives me crazy," he added, reaching out to caress her hair before standing. "It's almost seven. I suppose we should have breakfast together.