Christina kept telling herself to stay calm–she had to stay calm. If she panicked, these Hidden Dragons thugs could easily overpower her without breaking a sweat.

However, Irene was too furious to think straight. She yanked out her phone and snapped, “Finley, you bastard– are you leaving or not? If you don’t get out right now, I’m calling the cops! Let’s see how you like spending the night in jail!”

Finley let out a mocking laugh. “Call the cops?”

Irene clenched her teeth and said coldly, “Damn right, I am. You animals think you can do whatever you want? You’re in my house, trying to force yourselves on my daughter–do you have a death wish?”

Finley’s gaze turned ice–cold. Without warning, he swung his hand across her face.

The slap was so brutal that Irene went flying, her phone slipping from her grip and crashing onto the floor, shattering on impact. She did not even have time to cry out her body hit the ground with a thud, and she passed out instantly.

“Mom!” Christina’s breath hitched as sheer terror took over. She never expected Finley to actually hit someone.

family had no one who could fight back against these

a step forward, his arm reaching out to grab her by the waist. With a vile grin, he sneered, “Christina, I never got the chance before, but tonight… oh, tonight, I’m finally going to enjoy you to my heart’s content. Right here in your

her chest as her heart pounded in panic. “Finley, don’t do this! I’m warning you- the Stevens family in Bridgefields won’t let you get away

second before bursting into laughter. “Christina, quit trying to scare me. The Stevens family marched into Jayrodale, acting all high and mighty, thinking they could take down Andrew. And

right now, legs spread while he pounds her into the mattress. So don’t waste your breath. The Stevens family here in Jayrodale is nothing but a bunch of weaklings. I can do whatever I want with you, and no one can

deathly pale as her nails dug into her palms. “Finley, don’t forget–you promised Aspen that the Stevens family was your ally. We’re supposed to fight the Wellers, Rhodes,

“Christina, are you stupid or just hopelessly naive? I had to play nice when Aspen was around because she had backing from Bridgefields. But now? You have no one. Why the hell should

“Be a good girl–get on your knees, stick that ass up, and make me happy. If you do that, maybe

unbuckling his belt. The moment his fingers pulled it loose, his

Panic and fury warred inside her as she cursed at her luck, wondering why

red, his eyes glassy. However, when he saw Irene collapse

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