“Impossible!” She got the answer from Rebecca Johnson. Mia was stunned. Her eyes flashed with unbelievable surprise and extreme disapproval, and finally went to anger, she didn’t want but yelled, “Why did you keep me here, why, why!”
“Because of that!” Rebecca raised her chin, disdainfully pointing to the back. Mia followed her eyes and saw the bedside table, where a few pieces of paper were lying. She struggled to get up and rushed to that place, and one word immediately popped out: contract.
There was a check under the words, with countless zeros on it, and finally it was written in capital letters: one million.
With indifferent face, Rebecca took out her pen and said, “It's the boss's order. Sign it and it's yours. Of course, this money is only for one month.”
Her eyes clearly determined that she would sign the contract for one million. Mia's tears didn’t flow down, she stretched her hand to Rebecca. Rebecca snorted contemptuously and handed the pen to her hand two steps ahead.
Without thinking, she drew a big, powerful cross on the check. Then was the contract, with all her strength she tore it to pieces. Then she gasped and looked at Rebecca defiantly, with a stubborn smile in the corners of her lips, “Tell William Brown, I won't be his mistress even if I die!”
Finally, in Rebecca’s always cold eyes appeared something else than disdain, she pursed her lips, looking at Mia, turned and walked out.
The tears finally fell, and the thin body shook violently and cramped like a dead leaf fluttering in the autumn wind. After a wave of insults, her thin shoulders collapsed as if she could not bear it anymore, and the woman fell down...
The icy ground soaked in her body. She didn't know how long she had been lying there until she saw a pair of bright black men's leather shoes, and she raised her head with dazzling eyes. Originally tall and slim William was standing in front of her. From this angle, he seemed like an unshakable and majestic mountain. Unfortunately, it was an iceberg.
He had an icy-cold face, his eyes rose sharply when he saw the torn documents, and the corners of his lips twitched vigorously.
Rebecca, wearing a pair of high-heeled shoes on her bare calves, was standing beside William. She gave a signal to the servant behind him, “Help her up.”
Someone put Mia on her feet, and after a short dizziness, she finally looked at William. “Let me out!” Her throat was hoarse, and when she said this, her throat seemed to be pricked by innumerable needles.
William clenched his fists; his face became even colder. He gritted his teeth, and said word by word, “It is impossible to get out! Mia, your body can only belong to me, and I’ve already made clear all the reasons long ago.”
It was just because she looked like his wife? Mia’s eyes flashed stubbornly, trying to widen William’s icy eyes, and she said word by word, “William, I am not your wife, and I have nothing to do with you! Let me go, now!”
“Impossible!”
“Then I’ll fight with you!”
With all her strength, she broke free of the servants' restraints and rushed forward, pounding and beating William. However, his body was made of steel. She bit him with her fists, but didn’t
cause any harm to him. Once he got her neck, he pinched her again, so tight that she could hardly breathe, while the thick air from William’s mouth burned her eyes and she couldn't open them at all.
It is better to let this demon strangle instead of being his mistress! Mia decided to stop all resistance, like Barbie doll let him knead. Her small face was all red because of losing air, delicate and charming like a rose in full bloom. The big eyes gradually looked at William, and a voice suddenly whirled into William’s ear, “William, save me!”
His hand snapped and he twisted his head and looked at Mia, who was sliding under him. How can... he think of Sophia?
Mia gasped weakly. William stared blankly for a while and turned around ready to leave.
“Wait...a moment,” Mia said suddenly, looking eagerly at William. She didn’t know why William hadn’t killed her, but she would never give in. Obviously, she couldn't fight recklessly anymore.
William didn’t leave, squeezing the doorknob tightly. His back exuded an icy breath but also some kind of tenderness.
After a few breaths, she could speak again, “I’ve been missing for several days. The family will definitely be worried. Let me make a call.”
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