My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 246

The scalded man took a step back, and the others did the same.

"Don't come over!"

Alice looked at them with a pale face.

"Girl, this one will get cold!" A few people were waiting there.

Alice slowly stood up on the stairs, and retreated step by step in fear. "What exactly does Mary give you guys?

"We can always earn money, but William's woman is not someone who can sleep at any time!" As he spoke, the few men burst into loud laughter. The laughter was extremely eerie.

"Let me tell you, do not act recklessly, or else William will not let you off!"

Alice shouted out loud, her face was pale. She glared at them hatefully, holding the candle in her hand. Her wrist was smeared with blood, and blood was flowing out from the wound, drop by drop, onto the ground.

A few masked men looked around and said, "This candle should be extinguished. Let's go.

After saying that, the men rushed up the stairs. Alice threw the candle towards them ruthlessly, then turned and ran. Her fell down again, and was grabbed by a man.

Then, several large hands grabbed her, some on her arms, some on her shoulders, some on her waist. The hairs on the back of each hand were terrifying.

"Don't..."

Alice screamed in fear and struggled desperately.

When she was pressed down by them, someone had come to tear off her clothes, and moved his arm across her lips, then Alice opened her mouth and bit it.

"AHH!"

The man screamed in pain and punched Alice.

Alice spat out a mouthful of blood as her mind was in a complete mess.

She still wanted to struggle, but she had no strength left in her body. She was held down tightly, unable to resist at all, "William, save me, save me."

Alice finally could not hold back her tears, but it did not arouse any sympathy.

William, come over quickly.

William had to come to save her...

"I hate women crying. I'm so annoyed, I'm going to knock her out." Someone said as he punched Alice.

Alice did not have much stamina to begin with, so upon punching out, she immediately fainted on the spot, blood flowing down her lips, her face turning pale.

The moment she fainted, she was still hoping for William to save her.

He would come and save her.

He always appeared at the most timely moment, when she was at her most helpless situation, didn't he? He will come.

Alice fainted on the stairs as her blood -stained hands fell to the ground.

Men in masks swarmed forward.

Alice had a dream. She dreamt that she was back in the porcelain gallery, with countless art plates flying in her sight. The color of the plates was dazzling white.

In the end, countless plates fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

She stood in the middle of the fragments, staring at them, terrified, but soon she was pulled into a warm embrace.

She suddenly felt very relieved.

She looked up and saw the man's face bathed in sunlight. The sun was so bright that she couldn't see his face.

But she knew that there was no one else other than William.

Not knowing how long had passed, Alice woke up in a daze. Her whole body was in pain, she fell down on the stairs and slowly opened her eyes.

She was the only one left in the vast and empty Palace.

She looked down and saw that her skirt had been torn to shreds. Her arms were bruised and blooded.

Pain spread from every inch of skin.

Alice slowly recovered her memories. Thinking of Mary, thinking of those masked men, she painfully cried out, "Ah!"

Her voice was low and hoarse, her lips were trembling.

Why was it like this?

Why...

Mary, I won't let you off! Absolutely not!

Alice laid on the stairs in pain, her weak fingers slowly curled up and her nails scraped across the stairs, producing an extremely ear -piercing sound.

Staring at the blood stains and bruises on her arms, Alice was in so much pain that she couldn't control herself. It was as if a hole had been dug out in her heart.

Alice felt endless despair and hatred.

She was in so much pain that she couldn't even cry.

It turned out that she was still unable to escape.

Alice struggled to sit up from the stairs, every inch of her skin was in pain.

Suddenly, a trace of shock flashed past her eyes.

She stretched out her hand and pressed it against her flat lower abdomen, lowering her eyes to look at her legs. Her legs were all dark green, as if they had been ruthlessly pinched by someone.

She was in pain, but only on her skin.

There was no inside pain.

Why did this happen?

Alice didn't have time to grieve, she weakly stood up and took two steps, every step was extremely difficult for her.

However, only the surface of her arm was hurting.

Suspicion was in Alice's eyes, it shouldn't be like this. She wouldn't be so stupid as to not know whether or not she had been violated. Back then, the feeling William gave her was so painful and strong.