Chapter 398
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“Christina! Once you step through that door, you won’t be getting away again. You let that revolting old man rape me, and I’ll never forget the humiliation. Don’t think for a second you’ll escape this time!” Yvonne screamed inwardly as her anger gnawed at her from the inside, her molars grinding.
Several slow, shaky breaths later, Yvonne finally managed to rein in her anger.
Christina had barely stepped into the Jones family’s estate when she spotted a man slumped in one of the chairs. A stretched suit clung awkwardly to his bloated frame, and his grin revealed crooked, yellow teeth. Squinting, his beady eyes almost vanished into puffy cheeks.
Disgust hit Christina instantly.
Rising to greet her, Moss called out, his tone slick and insincere, “So you’ve finally arrived.” In a flash, he stepped over and reached for her, aiming to snake an arm around her waist before she could react.
Catching on to Moss’s intention, Christina quickly stepped aside, her gaze hardening with cold determination.
As soon as she moved away, someone shoved her forcefully from behind, trying to push her straight into Moss’s grasp.
A chill swept across Christina’s face, but she reacted swiftly, steadying herself. When she regained her footing, she seized her attacker’s wrist and, with a sharp motion, pushed the attacker directly toward Moss.
Yvonne never expected Christina not only to react to the push but also to counter with such precision.
“Ah!” A startled shriek escaped Yvonne as she tumbled right into Moss’s arms. Expecting to catch Christina, Moss found himself holding Yvonne instead, his face twisting with annoyance. Irritated, he shoved Yvonne away and glared in frustration.
At that exact moment, Mack and Liza entered the room, immediately noticing the displeasure on Moss’s face.
Trying to smooth things over, Mack looked at Moss with a submissive smile, then turned toward Yvonne and Christina. “What exactly did you say to upset Mr. Glyn?” He straightened, adopting an authoritative air. “Each drinks a full glass of whiskey without ice as punishment.”
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Liza exchanged a glance with Yvonne before stepping over to Christina, her face arranged in a calculated smile. She gently took Christina’s hand and asked in a sweet, coaxing voice, “Christina, dear, I’ll help you by drinking half the glass. You just have to drink the rest, alright?”
With a slight, knowing curve of her lips, Christina turned to Liza and said, “How about you be a dear and finish it all on my behalf?”
For a split second, Liza’s smile faltered, her confidence wavering. “That wouldn’t be proper. Mr. Glyn might see it as disrespect. Here’s a better idea—how about I drink two-thirds, and you just take the rest? Would that be alright?” she suggested uncertainly.
Mack and the others had already planned to tamper with Christina’s drink with an overdose, so how much she drank didn’t really matter—just a single sip would be enough to take her down.
Christina saw right through their plot. She pretended to weigh the offer and then gave a slow nod. “Sure, that’s fine with me.”
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