After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 385

She looked good, had a curvy figure, and a good temperament, and she was indeed a rich lady.

"Come on. Sit down quickly." Hale stood up from the sofa, very satisfied with Poppy's appearance. In particular, she was so young.

He couldn't be happier.

Tyrell said lightly, "Mr. King, I've sent my daughter to you. I hope you can keep your promise and transfer the money as soon as possible."

"Okay, that's for sure. I'll transfer it now. I won't deceive you."

Hale hurriedly said.

"Then thank you, Mr. King." Mrs. Maskelyne couldn't help but laughing. "Honey, let's go, don't bother Mr. King and Poppy."

"Honey, you're right." Tyrell curled his lips and looked at the 300 million that had just been on his account. "Mr. King, do whatever you want."

His tone of voice was extremely meaningful.

It was extremely harsh to Poppy's ears, and she felt that in Tyrell's heart, she was not a daughter at all, but a pawn that could be exchanged for money.

She felt extremely uncomfortable, as if there were many steel needles stabbing her heart at the same time.

The pain was so intense that she almost suffocated.

She covered her chest in agony. She wanted to escape but had nowhere to go.

Was this really her fate?

Did she have to resign herself to being at the mercy of others, having no dignity, human rights, or her own ideas!

After sending Mr. and Mrs. Maskelyne away, Hale sent away all the servants in the living room.

"No one can step here without my order."

At these words, the servants immediately went back to their own rooms.

In the large living room, only Poppy and Hale were left.

Seeing the man's pot belly and ugly face, Poppy retched.

She said reluctantly and indignantly, "Mr. King, I was forced. Please spare me."

"You are the lady I bought at a cost of 300 million. How can I let you go?" Mr. King rubbed his hands together and smiled evilly.

"It would be best if you could give me a son."

"Bah! You're dreaming!" Poppy scolded him in anger.

The man approached step by step towards the young girl and began to undress as he walked.

"Baby, come on, I'll let you know how great I am in bed!"

The flesh on his stomach trembled as he walked.

Poppy couldn't help but want to throw up, she closed her eyes and looked at the man. "If you dare to come over again, I'll call the police!"

"Just do it to see if the police come."

The man wasn't fear.

His hairy hand pressed onto Poppy's shoulder, and Poppy immediately slapped him away.

Her heart was racing.

Why hadn't Sylvia and Franklin come? Even one of them!

The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became, so she simply ran towards the door. She couldn't just sit there and wait for someone to come. She could only protect herself.

The sound of the potbellied man's footsteps came from behind her, and she had just run a few steps when she slumped to the ground.

Damn, there was witch roofie in this house.

Hale stepped closer to her, squatted down in front of her, raised his hand and cupped her chin. "Want to escape? It's not that easy! " said the man who began to unbuckle his belt. When the belt slipped, his pants ... was also thrown aside by him.

Poppy desperately shook her head, a pair of large eyes full of helplessness and despair. "Please spare me..."

"It's useless to beg me! I'm going to fuck you!" Hale cursed.