A few masculine men with ferocious eyes entered the room.
Carla was startled and stammered in fear, "W-what do you want?"
They did not say anything and continued to approach her with an ominous grin.
Carla held the vase beside her to smash it on the men, yet one of them grabbed her hand first.
In a blink of an eye, the man pounced towards her…
"Help! Help!…"
Carla was thrown onto the bed. The man took out his belt and lashed her hard with it.
"Ouch!…" Carla shrieked in excruciating pain. She struggled frantically, but another man held her tightly. He tied her hands and feet to the bed, laughing excitedly as if he was well entertained by Carla's painful wails.
There was another man grinning hideously while recording a video of the scene by their side.
The man continued to lash Carla hard…
Carla's dress was torn after a short while. She wailed in pain, yelling for help, yet nobody came to her rescue…
Meanwhile, Solara was sprawling idly on the bed with her eyes closed in another room, enjoying her massage session.
Carla's high-pitched wails was melodious music for her.
Solara's female assistant, Shirley, was showing her the video recording of Carla being lashed. Without glancing at it, she ordered placidly, "Send it to Zayn Giblo."
"Noted. I'll send it now." Shirley sent the video to Zayn at once.
Within seconds, Solara's phone rang. Shirley instantly reported, "It's a call from Mr. Giblo."
Solara gestured to her; she answered the call and turned on the speaker.
"Solara Giblo, I'm going to kill you!" Zayn bellowed on the other side of the phone with a murderous intent.
"Sheesh…" Solara said mockingly, "My dear nephew, cool down first. This is just an appetizer. The next video will be even more exciting…"
"How dare you!" Zayn roared fiercely, exactly like a lion ready to pounce on its prey.
"Haha…" Solara laughed sarcastically, "We're all from the Giblo family. You know pretty well that we have no fear for anything, don't you?"
Zayn remained silent just for a while and finally gave in. "Let her go. I'll let you meet Grandpa."
"Ah! That's right." Solara's mouth lifted into a smile as she ordered arrogantly, "Let them stop at once. That woman is our beloved Mr. Giblo's sweetheart. If anything happens to her, I won't let any of you off easily."
"Yes, Ms. Giblo." Shirley nodded and darted towards the room.
In the room, Carla was in an unsightly state of gory mess. She was sprawling motionless on the bed; her voice croaky and her throat felt sore.
The three men had ripped off their clothes and were about to pounce…
At the eleventh hour, Shirley kicked the door open and yelled, "Stop it!"
"Since we've taken off our clothes, why not just let us have some fun?"
The men were reluctant to stop right away.
"Do you want to provoke Mr. Giblo?" Shirley warned them, "She's Mr. Giblo's woman. Do you dare to touch her?"
Upon hearing this, the men were overwhelmed and immediately moved aside.
"Get out of here!" Shirley snapped at them.
"Alright! Alright!" They stumbled out of the room hastily.
Carla lifted her head with great difficulty and tried to gaze at the woman standing at the door…
"Lucky you. Mr. Giblo gave in at the crucial minute just for you. Ms. Giblo is really satisfied, so you're safe now, " Shirley scoffed at her. "Don't worry, I've called the doctor to treat your wounds. We won't let anyone hurt you again."
She left at once after telling Carla this.
Carla sprawled on the bed feebly, too weak to lift any of her fingers. Feeling her eyelids getting heavier gradually, her mind drifted into a total darkness…
Within a while, a female doctor entered the room with two medical staff and tended to Carla's wounds without hesitation.
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