"Isn't that Miss Daisy? What is she doing here?" At Daisy's unexpected arrival, one of the nearby diners asks, wide-eyed."Are you deaf? Didn't you hear what she said? She clearly came here because her man went out on a date with another girl!""But how can that be possible? That young man she is looking at doesn't seem to be of any significant status. How can he be her man? Who is he anyway? Does anyone know?" The young man glances around."I think I know who he is!" After a moment of silence, a young lady suddenly steps forward and says."If you do, then tell us!""Yes, don't waste our time!" The other diners urge her impatiently."As you said, he is of no significant status. That is because he is none other than the ex-live-in son-in-law of the Cadens!""Oh, wow, so he's the infamous live-in son-in-law. How shameful. But how is it that he is Miss Daisy's man? "Could it be that she is mistaking his identity for another? I don't see any reason she would be going out with a pauper lik
"Miss Daisy," Natasha gasps, utterly flabbergasted to see that Daisy is behind her abduction. Obviously, she never thought that Daisy could go to such extremes. Before she can utter another word, John, at Daisy's signal, swiftly rubs a handkerchief over her nose, causing her to lose consciousness.As Natasha lies unconscious, John gently places her down and turns to Daisy, asking anxiously. "Princess, don't you think you are going too far by abducting her?"Daisy's expression doesn't change in the slightest as she replies indifferently, "I might be, but I don't care. "I warned her yesterday that I'd take drastic measures if she doesn't stay away from Jordan but she didn't take my warning seriously. I'm about to make her realize that I'm not joking. Jordan is my man—mine!""But regardless of the circumstances, she is still Mr. Callahan's friend, Princess. If he finds out you did this, he won't be pleased with you and that might strain your relationship with him. Surely, you wouldn't
"Nope," Jordan retorts. "Go back to whatever you were doing, I'll handle things." He hangs up and waltzes out of the main building."This way, Mr. Callahan," at the sight of Jordan, the guard from earlier, hurries over to him and says, gesturing to a pathway.Jordan merely nods as he follows him."Sorry to intrude, Mr. Callahan, but there's quite a number of chauffeurs and vehicles at the gallery. If you'd like a ride back home, I can make the necessary arrangements," the guard suggests as they approach the gate."I can manage on my own," however, Jordan flatly rejects and opens the gate."Very well, Mr. Callahan, take care," the guard bows, and as Jordan walks out, closes the gate behind him.Naturally, Jordan should have made an arrangement for an Uber before getting to the gate but that doesn't seem to be the case this time around as even after so many minutes no Uber pulls over in front of him, and surprisingly, he doesn't seem to care as he keeps walking, his hands in his pockets
"But a cup should suffice," John hesitantly objects, his gaze filled with anxiety."A bucket is a bucket! I am your Princess and you would do as I say!" Daisy snaps."Of course, Princess. I sincerely apologize for my impertinence," John quickly says and bows before rushing out. In a matter of minutes, he returns with a brimming bucket of water, steam rising from its surface.As he reaches Natasha, he empties the entire bucket on her, drenching her completely from head to toe."Ah!" As the water makes contact with Natasha, she cries out at the top of her lungs as she recoils, gasping for breath."It's freezing! So cold! Someone get a towel! Someone, please get a towel!" She shivers uncontrollably, her face flushing crimson."You, it's you," However, as her gaze drops to the man in front of her, she exclaims, her eyes filled with immense fear. Instantly, she tries to distance herself from him only to realize that she is bound to a chair and can't move an inch. "No, no," she begins strug
Daisy's eyes exude a dark and malicious aura, causing her to appear starkly different from the innocent, cheerful, and, carefree young lady she once seemed to be. And there's no doubt about her intentions to inflict harm upon Natasha as she slowly lifts the knife towards her face, a cruel sneer playing on her lips. "You may be surprised to learn that I initially contemplated the grisly act of directly chopping off your head and private parts as I said I would," she remarks, grinning eerily. "But upon deeper reflection, I found such extreme measures to be entirely unnecessary. "You know why?" Her grin widens as she taunts, the blade of the knife tracing along Natasha's beautiful face. "Because I came to realize that true satisfaction lies in destroying something every woman cherishes deeply. You understand what I'm talking about, don't you? I'm sure you do," she chuckles, her expression menacing. "I'll destroy your face, and still have the man! You'll be suffering on two fronts. Firs
In a jiffy, Jordan reaches Natasha and stoops down before her. With a casual yank, he rips off her bindings and Natasha, not having any grip on herself, falls into him."Jordan," she whispers feverishly, her hot breath fanning his skin and tears streaming down her cheeks. "You are here. You came for me. Thank you for coming. Please, take me out of here. Everything hurts. Everywhere hurts. My face burns. It burns so much... as if it's on fire," she clings onto him so tightly as if he would disappear if she leaves him, hiccups escaping her lips.Natasha doesn't think she has ever been this hurt in her entire life. And the fact that a fellow lady did this to her makes the pain even more painful. But as she recalls that Jordan is here now, she lets out a breath, relief washing over her, and slumps, slipping into unconsciousness.Jordan lets out a heavy sigh as he glances at the woman in his arms. Just last night, she had almost gotten assaulted by a former classmate, and now this. She k
After several minutes of cutting through streets in search of a hospital, the car finally pulls over in front of a gigantic hospital with the name RoyalView Medical Spa and the driver kills the engine. "We are...," he tries to say but Jordan doesn't let him finish as he abruptly tosses his payment to him, carries Natasha, and alights, slamming the door shut. Natasha's face is so battered and bloody and he can only hope the hospital can provide the necessary treatment to address her injuries and prevent any lasting scars. He knows what a nightmare it would be for her if she is left with any scars. Luckily, he had intervened in time, just before Daisy could finish her ridiculous masterpiece.Without further ado, he strides into the hospital, heading straight for the Emergency Department. He wishes for Natasha to be attended to as soon as possible and as such, he can only head there. However, as Jordan steps into the ER, he's confronted with a shocking sight. Instead of the expected effi
"Who dares ask if my father has been registered when he's on the brink of death and urgently requires attention?" Before the scared and shocked nurses can respond, a frosty and imposing voice demands, and a tall, fair muscular young man dressed in opulent attire strides into the department, carrying himself with an air of arrogance as if he owns the place.Without sparing anyone in the room a glance, he waltzes over to the doctor, disdainfully glancing at his hand on the stretcher, and repeats, "I said who dares ask if my father has been registered when he's on the brink of death and urgently requires attention? Can't the riffraff speak anymore or has he become deaf and dumb?""Uhm," the doctor swallows a lump of spittle. "K... kind sir," he stammers, breaking out in a cold sweat. "The thing is we have rules in this hospital. Your father...""What about my father?" The young man interrupts, his voice growing colder, and a dark expression clouding his face."Nothing, kind sir," wiping