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Reginald carried her downstairs, step by step, heading toward the chaos below.Downstairs, the scene was a mess, with blood staining the floor.Reginald's men were already cleaning up the battlefield.Coral, looking both frightened and disheveled, struggled to stand from the ground. She pleaded with the people Reginald brought, "Young man, please help me untie these ropes. I beg you...""......"No one paid her any attention.Coral had to walk over to a nearby pillar and press her back against it, trying to free her hands by rubbing the ropes against the rough surface. No matter how hard she tried, the ropes wouldn't budge.Why was it so difficult?Coral stood there, her legs weak, tears streaming down her face.Suddenly, she heard people nearby calling out with great respect, "Mr. Wordsworth.""Mr. Wordsworth..."She immediately burst into tears. Raising her eyes, she saw Reginald carrying a woman down the stairs, and she couldn't see the woman's face clearly.The woman was cuddled u
“Really, he has already gone to the hot spring resort,” the servant said."Hot spring resort?"Vanora was extremely shocked. This... was really unexpected. What kind of girl could capture Reginald's heart?On the lawn of the estate, Tricia, the adopted daughter of Vanora, sat in a white pavilion, watching a few servants flying kites.The kites soared higher and higher, drifting towards the sky.She tightly wrapped her coat around her, gazing into the distance, occasionally coughing lightly.When Vanora married Ryan Wordsworth, she had no children of her own, so she adopted Tricia as her daughter. She became the third young lady of the Wordsworth family, but because she wasn't a blood relative of the Wordsworth family, she could only use the surname "Taylor" after Vanora.Tricia, now 21 years old, had always had delicate health, unable to engage in any strenuous activities, not even flying kites. She could only watch the servants fly them.In the current household, only she, Vanora, an
"But you know I'm ruthless and insane, and you were afraid I might kill you, so you had to keep it a secret," Reginald interjected, finishing her sentence. He seemed to have a good understanding of himself. Heloise observed his expression, and it seemed like he wasn't here to settle scores with her. She nodded, "Yes, that's how it is." She wasn't being polite. "What's your relationship with Darnell Smith?" Reginald lowered his eyes, casually swirling the glass in his hand. Why did he bring up Darnell Smith? "He's Coral's boyfriend," Heloise replied. "I'm asking about..." Reginald suddenly looked at her, his eyes revealing a mix of emotions. "What's his relationship with you?" Coral's relationship with Darnell Smith had nothing to do with him. "No relationship, just acquaintances from before," Heloise said. Heloise soaked in the hot spring pool, the dress clinging tightly to her body, not very comfortable. "What about Lucas ThankGod?" Reginald asked again. He seemed to know
The voice was cautious, but addressing Reginald by name didn't sound like a maid. "By the way, I heard you brought a girl home. Is she your girlfriend? Your father and I have prepared a red envelope and jewelry. Can we show them to you today?" the woman outside continued to ask. Heloise could probably guess that the woman outside was Reginald's stepmother. The Wordsworth’s were indeed under Reginald's management, and the stepmother spoke so cautiously. Heloise didn't speak but sat down on a lounge chair, lifting her sleeve to cover the wound with a thin towel. Outside, there was another cough, a young girl's voice. "Second bro, I'm Tricia. I made some macarons, um, do you want to eat them?" The girl spoke cautiously too. A younger sister of his, perhaps? Macarons? After three years in the slums with limited access to good food, especially favoring sweets since she got out, Heloise's stomach rumbled at the mention of those words. She turned her eyes and walked over, opening a
At these words, Heloise turned around in shock, looking at Reginald with disbelief. Reginald stood in place, casually adjusting his sleeve cuffs, then suddenly looked up, meeting her gaze. His eyes were like an endless abyss, and a cruel arc curved his thin lips. "When did I say I would let you go?" Heloise was stunned, and as the footsteps of the bodyguards outside became more frequent, she realized that Reginald had never intended to let her leave from the beginning. Several bodyguards rushed in, each carrying a pistol at their waist, and the courtyard gate was firmly closed, causing a loud noise that shook a few hyacinth flowers. Heloise's breathing became heavy. "What do you want?" "Tie up these two maids," Reginald ordered Ben, but his words were directed at Heloise. "Young Master?" Jane and Harriet looked confused, but they were pressed down by the nearby bodyguards, screaming in pain. Heloise's expression turned cold, and she was about to step forward. Seeing this, Ben
Reginald chuckled lowly, his voice deep and dark. "I'll use force. What can you do about it?" Heloise remained silent. "I, Reginald, want my people to rot, stink, or even die in my arms. How could I let you go sweet and fragrant to someone else?" Reginald stared at her and naturally uttered the most extreme words. There was simply no room for negotiation. Heloise gritted her teeth, staring at him defiantly. Reginald continued, "If you obediently become my canary, then you can seek revenge, draw, do whatever you want. If you don't obey, then nothing will work out for you." There was only one answer, no alternative. "You're forcing me," Heloise said. Reginald sat there, fingers interlocked under his chin, lips stained with cherry juice. He looked dangerously mischievous. "If I were truly forcing you, you would have an extra pair of shackles on your hands and feet right now. That's what real imprisonment looks like. I've been quite lenient." "Mr. Wordsworth, do you even have any
She had never experienced anything between men and women, and there was no one else to choose from except Reginald. It was nothing extraordinary.Seeing her silent, Reginald knew that she had no more questions.Now, getting to the point, he slowly lowered his head, his thin lips almost touching her face, his voice hoarse as he spoke each word, "Let me reintroduce myself. Reginald, 28 years old, no mother, no sisters, a lone individual. I'm capricious, bloodthirsty, and reckless. I embrace everything that is ruthless and evil."Heloise was almost engulfed by his breath, with nowhere to escape."And most importantly, I have a strong possessiveness and control. If you dare to betray me or escape from me, what I will do is something you probably can't imagine." Reginald said in a low, hoarse voice. "Of course, within this defined circle, you can have unlimited freedom and rights."This unlimited sounded rather limited.Heloise remained silent, and her chin was once again lifted by him. He
Today's events felt like a nightmare.She was kidnapped, thinking that Reginald would come to rescue her. However, not only did he not save her, but he also kicked her.In the end, she begged a bodyguard to untie her, then escaped from the abandoned building. Just a few seconds after she escaped, the entire building suddenly exploded, and the blast wave threw her away.Her ears were ringing from the explosion.Just a few seconds, only a few seconds, and she might have been killed in the blast. And Reginald didn't care about her at all."Coral, have some more water," Grace looked at her with concern, handing her a water cup.Coral took the cup with trembling hands and drank water desperately, splashing it all over the bed.Brady frowned at her, "Coral, pull yourself together. Acting like this, you don't resemble my daughter.""Dad, you have no idea what I went through today!"Coral looked at him with excitement, suddenly realizing something, and started shaking again. "Dad, Mom, we're