“I know you’re still in Luton. Your passport is with me.” 

 

Anne was taken aback and asked, “My passport is with you?” 

“Yeah, I couldn’t reach you, so I went to your hotel. How could you leave your passport at the cheap hotel? It’s not safe. I checked out for you. Come stay with me.” 

Anne could not go back to the hotel even if she wanted to. She could not get away from Anthony’s control. 

“Aunt, I’m not coming over yet. I will stay with my friend for a few days. I will come to get my passport before leaving,” Anne replied. 

 

“You haven’t been back for so many years. Who’s your friend?” Sarah asked. 

“Someone from high school…” Anne tried to make it sound convincing. 

“I know you’re on bad terms with Anthony. However, it’s been many years now, and you have nothing to do with him. Don’t take it too seriously.” 

Anne felt ironic. They had nothing to do with one another? So why was she here… 

“Come to my place. It’s been so many years. I have many things to tell you,” Sarah said. 

“I’ll come…later.” Anne hung up and leaned against the bed frame. 

How could she get away without Anthony’s permission? 

She knew clearly that Anthony would not go easy on her if she stayed. 

To him, her aunt was someone who ruined his parents’ relationship. Her, too… 

At noon, Anne was invited to dine at the dining hall. 

When she saw the table full of dishes, her face turned pale because they were all seafood dishes. 

They were expensive but deadly. 

Anne’s eyes fell on the dish of vegetables. She scooped the food, and before she put it in her mouth, an intense seafood scent went to her nose. She was so terrified that she dropped the spoon. 

She stood up and asked the maid with her quickened breathing, “What is this…made of?” 

the maid

to leave. However, her legs could not move.

what about the next? Unless she could go on three days without

eat just bread?

She ate

as she watched Anne eating the bread blankly.

the three days she had stayed in this mansion. In the past three days,

like a trapped bird in a cage, anxious about the

she was eating the bread that day, she could not stand it anymore. She went to the living hall and questioned Hayden, “Where is Anthony? I want to see him. When is he letting me

we don’t know about Mr. Marwood’s

to lock me in here?” Anne

don’t know,” Hayden replied.

job harder than it was. She knew this was Anthony’s idea.

She curled up in the corner of the balcony,

longest she had been away from them. Would they miss her, would they cry

her eyes were tearing up, she heard the sound of engines from below. Her heart tightened as she rushed

pulling over. However, it was not the black Rolls Loyce. It was a Benzy.

out of the car; instead, it was a businessman in glasses and

his hand. Nobody knew

Oliver glanced at her.

“You’re…” 

Mr. Marwood’s

asked you to let me go?” Anne asked

the bag and explained, “Here is the outfit

Anne heard his professional tone, she looked at the bag and felt uneasy.

dressed in a tight black dress at the bar with her tender and glowing shoulders, along with her beautifully sculpted

legs. She exuded a unique aura and instantly gained the attention of

led Anne toward a private room

of the room opened, the lights inside were brighter than the outside. However, Anne

women clinging to men. There was no sign of Anthony in this corrupted scene.

around noticed Anne. The men did not hide their admiration of this pretty lady, even though they already had women

One of the men known as Mr.

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