Chapter 2
 

Tina Lynd glowered as she shook off Ellen Golding’s hand. “Move!”

 

“Argh!”

 

Pearl Lynd screamed as Ellen’s nails dug sharply into her arm, and her cry startled everyone nearby!

 

“What happened?! What’s wrong, Pearl?”

 

Jonah Lynd reacted first and quickly moved to block out any inquisitive glances.

 

“We just remembered that there are certain family matters we must tend to—excuse us!”

 

Once they heard Jonah insist that it was a family matter, everyone nearby quickly gave up no matter how curious they were.

 

At the same time, Jonah grabbed Tina by the arm and dragged her firmly to the living room where there were no outsiders.

 

Then, unable to repress his rage, he slapped Tina viciously across the face!

 

“You little wretch! Are you fighting back now?! Look what you’ve done—you’ve hurt Pearl!” He bellowed in rage. “Our family had raised you for ten years, so it’s your blessing to be sold off to Mr. Wallace, but you’re rebelling instead? The insolence!”

 

The slap sent Tina tumbling to the floor and bleeding out the corner of her lips.

 

Nearby, Pearl was beside herself with thrill—she would have done it herself if her arm wasn’t hurt.

 

“Yes, Daddy! A wretch like that needs a proper beating! Disfigure that face so she won’t seduce men everywhere!”

 

Spurred on, Jonah was going to do just that when Ellen stopped him. “Wait! Don’t do it!”

 

“What are you doing, Mommy?! Are you siding with that wretch?!” Pearl cried in disbelief.

 

Ellen spat in disdain. “Why would I side with her? I just remembered that she’s still Mr. Wallace’s merchandise—what if he demands a refund if she’s hurt here, in our own home?!”

 

stopped. “Yes, you’re right… We still have use for her face. You, over there—throw her down

 

walked up and pulled Tina off the

 

in such misery, she left with poise and

 

she

 

“Look at her being so smug, Dad! She’s going to run away again—we have to send her back

 

Tina already

 

chuckled in cool contempt as he proclaimed confidently, “Run? Where would a bumpkin like her run too? Does she really think she

 

merely sat in

 

Ellen

 

be seeing you

 

***

 

the king-sized bed was exceedingly tidy, showing no signs of the mess from

 

was there, respectfully passing the file envelope in his hand to the man

 

the information

 
 

 

the couch made of real leather, Samuel’s pronounced facial features beneath his black

 

presence was severe and imposing like

 

one would imagine that the tyrant feared by everyone in Freesia would be tricked—and by

 

breathe too loudly and kept his head down,

 

to turn cool as he pulled the sheets out of the file envelope with

 

contents, just before he growled coolly, “Her name is Tina

 

threat in

 

being tricked by a woman was the worst humiliation he ever suffered over twenty

 

through the details about

 

snuggled up to those with wealth and power—Samuel had

 

him, and he responded differently to her as well, despite his

 

gaze as he glared at the report, he snarled, “There’s really

 

seemed to cool because of his

 

Langford.” Sandy

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