Became A Queen After divorce

“Hehe, now you only have one choice, and that is to submit to me.”

“In doing so, your friend can live!”

“What do you think, Pearl? Didn’t you say that woman was your close friend?”

“For the sake of her life, are you unwilling to pay even a small price?”

Lord Parker’s words echoed in Pearl’s ears like an enchanting melody.

Her head was throbbing intensely.

On one hand, there was Ruth’s safety, and on the other hand, there were Lord Parker’s words.

What should she do?

Should she make a choice?

Pearl hesitated, unsure of how others would choose if faced with the same dilemma.

Taking advantage of her confusion, the man put his arm around her shoulder and led her towards the direction of the sofa.

His friends assumed that this time would be like the last time, where they would go first and Lord Parker would finish last.

They all took off their clothes and approached the woman.

This woman seemed more spirited and had a better figure compared to the previous one.

Just as one of the men reached out to take off the girl’s skirt, Lord Parker kicked him away.

Angry, he shouted at the man, “Get lost! The Duke will take care of it himself!”

“Yes, yes, Lord Parker, don’t be angry. We can wait until you’re done playing.”

“He can’t even last three minutes!” The man who was kicked thought disdainfully.

On the other side, Pearl hadn’t completely lost consciousness.

She could hear their conversation and could feel her clothes being removed one by one.

She struggled to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt as heavy as a mountain pressing down on them.

“No, don’t! Don’t touch me, help me… I don’t want him… sob…”

In her hazy state of mind, weak pleas escaped her trembling lips.

Unfortunately, they were drowned out by the music, and no one outside the door could hear them.

Meanwhile, outside the private room.

Camilla decided to go up alone to assess the situation before taking action.

As for the group of reporters… she left them in the lobby on the first floor, under Gold’s watchful eye.

Once everything was ready for the show to begin, she would call them up and ensure a perfect capture of the enemy!

As soon as Camilla arrived, she heard faint sounds coming from the private room. As an expert in this field, she was more excited than the leading lady in a movie.

“Wow, has the show already started?”

“Miss Pearl, how could you, with your simple mind, outsmart Miss Libby who is clever and capable?”NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Just as she took out her phone to call Gold and have the reporters come up for photos, someone suddenly hit the back of her head.

She lost consciousness completely.

The mysterious man roughly grabbed her collar and dragged her to the other side of the corridor, tossing her aside like garbage.

“Wanna watch a show? Don’t worry because soon… it will be your turn to be the protagonist.”

Camilla’s phone fell to the ground, and the failed call remained in her fading memory.

After hiding Camilla away, Sam walked back to the door of the private room. He took a deep breath and focused his energy.

Gathering all his strength into his feet, he kicked with all his might!

After a loud bang,

The tightly closed door – broke!

Inside the private room, Lord Parker had just taken off his clothes, leaving only his underwear. This was his last shred of dignity, so he chose to preserve it.

Looking at Pearl, who was bound to the sofa and unable to move, tears streaming down her face, her red lips trembling weakly as she cried. She looked pitiful with her wet hair clinging to her pale face.

There were other men eagerly watching nearby. The sight enraged Sam, and his anger surged.

The sudden turn of events frightened Lord Parker, who had just begun to react. He turned around in shock to see who had arrived.

Annoyed, he yelled at him, “Who the hell are you? Are you tired of living? How dare you interfere with the Duke’s affairs?”

Sam looked at the finger that was about to poke his face with a cold gaze and pursed his lips. Dangerously he said, “Do you know what behavior I hate the most?”

The man exuded an aura that screamed “not to be messed with,” which made Lord Parker inexplicably fearful.

Experience told him that this man was extraordinary.

“What is it?”

The next moment, Sam showed him through his actions.

“Ah ah ah, it hurts… let go… You have some nerve to lay hands on the Duke!”

Everyone snapped back to reality and saw Lord Parker’s finger being firmly held by the stranger. It seemed like a gentle twist but caused excruciating pain.

A crisp and pleasant sound filled the air.

Lord Parker’s finger – broke!

The man chuckled lightly as if mocking his audacity. Then he lightly opened his lips and said, “That means I don’t like being pointed at when someone talks. Because if that happens… I can’t help but chop off their hand!”

“You dare!” Lord Parker snarled.

The man remained calm and composed as he tightened his grip on Lord Parker’s hand once again.

“Do you see if I dare or not?”

With those words, another crisp sound echoed through the air. Sam’s actions made it clear that he definitely dared!

This time, Lord Parker truly surrendered. He didn’t want to be disabled again!

“Tell me your name! If you have what it takes, release me first!”

Little did he know that his words angered Sam once again. Sam aimed between Lord Parker’s legs and delivered a powerful kick.

Before Lord Parker could even finish screaming like a slaughtered pig, his mouth was covered.

Sam picked up a bottle of wine from the table and forcefully poured its remaining contents into Lord Parker’s mouth.

Lord Parker looked at the ever-changing lights on the ceiling in agony.

Who was he?

Where was he?

Was he still alive?

Looking at his group of cowardly friends who witnessed Sam’s clean and ruthless methods, they trembled in fear. They couldn’t even bring themselves to save him; they were lucky if they could hold back from wetting themselves on the spot.