His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 840

The girls stared in shock at Elsie, standing cool and composed between two menacing brutes.

She was as frail as they were, yet in that moment, she seemed towering and invincible to them, an impassable fortress.

The two men exchanged glances, one of them leering at her suggestively, "Why don't you take two? Then tell us how it feels."

They knew Elsie was important to Avery, so they dared not force her to take too many, fearing trouble.

Elsie took two blue pills into her palm, staring at them intently, a trace of crimson climbing the corners of her eyes.

She swallowed the pills one by one, dry, without any water to wash them down.

The girls held their breath for Ms. Archer, their eyes welling up with tears. Within a minute, Elsie felt a buzzing in her head, her heartbeat accelerated, and her muscles twitched uncontrollably.

"Ms. Archer! Ms. Archer!"

She heard the girls calling her name in panic. The next second, the world spun, and she fell backward, losing consciousness completely.

When Elsie opened her eyes again, she found herself lying in a lavishly decorated

room.

The decor told her she was still in the mansion, still in danger. Elsie propped herself up from the bed, her dress still intact; she wasn't violated.

Her trembling hand touched her chest. Her heart was still racing as if it would derail, her mind a fog of thick confusion.

really powerful. There was no euphoria, only torture of body

she thought she was going to die. What on earth was

sound of a shower came from

coming next; tonight, she was destined to be a man's plaything. But even as a

thought of the medicine-like drugs; there must be some on those men, so she quietly got up, her steps

inside a suit jacket. Elsie's eyes brightened as she clutched

"Hey! What're you doing?!"

Elsie's heart to pound,

his waist as thick as a trunk, was barely wrapped in a towel, looking at

the bathroom was non-stop, and that was why Elsie didn't noticed this beast had come out; she'd let her guard

stuff?!" The foreigner

soaked with cold sweat, she clenched her fists tightly, stepping

been searched: no phone, no

bun, her sleek, glossy hair cascading down her

"Don't come any closer!"

the sharp hairpin at the man, "Don't think I'm at your mercy! With this, I can take your pity life just

next instant, the dark muzzle of a gun was pointed

dealers, accustomed to violence, naturally kept weapons on

from me? Hand it over!" His

her body burning with a desperate fire, her gaze resolute. "Don't ask. I won't

you're Mr. Chambers' woman,

foreigner sneered menacingly, "You're just a toy Mr. Chambers sent for my amusement. If he really cared about you, why would he let you sleep with