His Toxic Addiction Chapter 124: Alone With Bullies

Sarah’s face blanched with horror as she stared at the already spoilt bread with green spots offered to her as dinner.

"You said I should eat this?" she questioned the cook who placed the spoilt bread before her.

The cook ignored her and turned toward the n who just entered the dining to make sure she would carry out their order.

They all had unsmiling faces as they watched the bitch about to dine on their master’s table and sadly, they won’t just watch.

They would make it hard for her.

"Why would I eat this?!" Sarah yelled more audibly as the cook just walked away without replying to her previous question.

"You are lucky we have sothing like that left for a traitor like you," one of the n yelled back at her.

Stunned, she turned toward the source of the voice, "I’m not a traitor," she retorted furiously.

The man who talked to her scoffed, "Says she who betrayed us,"

Sarah turned confused as she turned fully to the n. They were five in number, the one harshly talking to her seed like the leader.

The air around him explained it all, all mighty and prideful.

"I was never part of your gang," she said.

The man chuckled, "But you got your gang mber killed, right?" he asked.

The other n around him chuckled along and Sarah’s face turned red with embarrassnt. The cook was gone while she was alone with these bullies and a plate of spoilt bread.

"Mind you, that would be your only al in two days," another mber spoke up.

Sarah blinked.

Standing up, she proceeded to move out but the n were faster as they used their bodies in creating a wall barrier to stop her from moving.

"I need to see Logan," she yelled at their faces.

The leader among them smiled, "Why? So you would wag your sultry ass before him?" the leader taunted.

The whole n laughed at the outburst and Sarah’s face paled in embarrassnt. Raising her hand in fury, she landed a slap on the man who let out that nonsense.

"Fucking bitch," the man scread at her, and before Sarah would see it coming, a hot slap landed on her face.

With trembling legs, she fell to the floor as an effect of the slap. The n laughed again and Sarah looked up at them all with red eyes.

Extrely weak after what happened yesterday, she has been sleeping her whole day out. Her maid said she should co down for dinner and this was what she saw?

A spoilt bread and harassnt from bullies?

"How dare this brat?" the man scread furiously. Pulling her hair, he dragged her from the floor, "Do you know what you just did?" he scread at her face.

The other n backed off, not in fear but in support. This brat has been having so special treatnts and she has to know her place here. Good thing Logan wasn’t around.

If she say no to eating that bread, they would forcefully shove it into her throat.

"Let go," Sarah scread, holding the man’s tight grip, she tried to wriggle herself off.

"Isn’t it true? Don’t you aspire to be on Boss bed?" he questioned her as her attempt to free herself was extrely funny to them all.

"She even calls him by this na, tsk, such privilege," another chid in.

The leader’s grip on her hair tightened and Sarah saw red as her body went numb from pain. She haven’t recovered from last night’s pain and with this amount of pain, she was sure of death the next second.

But like a saving grace, the man holding her hair dropped her. Bending to her level, he flickered her forehead so harshly that Sarah felt like soone stoned at that spot.

"You fucking whore," the man insulted, "Tell , what did you do to Boss?" he questioned her.

Sarah said nothing and with annoyance, the man held her chin tightly. Lifting her face from the floor, he gripped her chin as if to break the bones in them.

"Bit_"

"Pftt,"

He was cut off from his speech as Sarah spat out saliva on his face. Fuck!

The air tightened as the whole n turned annoyed and waited to charge towards her. The man holding her chin staggered up with rage.

Using the sleeve of his shirt, he cleaned the saliva off his face. Sarah watched them all and it was at that mont she realized she had fucked up.

’I wouldn’t have done that,’ she thought in fear. Using her palms, she hastened to crawl away but was stopped by a tight bone-crushing grip on her ankle.

"Get a knife," he growled at the n behind him, "When I’m done with that doll face of yours, Boss wouldn’t want to see you," he promised.

Sarah’s eyes widened at his words.

"Here," one of the n eagerly brought a knife forward, "Start from that pretty hair of hers," he added his advice.

Sarah fought to take her leg off the man’s grab but it was all useless as her struggles only caused her more pain.

"Hold her forward from behind," he ordered his mini group, and two charged forward. Forcefully pulling her up into a sitting position, they tightly held her arms to stop her from struggling.

"Please, I’m sorry," she begged but it fell on deep ears as the leader with the knife stared at her face looking for a nice spot to take his revenge on.

She spat on his face so now, he would make it even and when he was done, no man would ever look at her.

"Bring_"

"What’s going on here?"

A strong chilling voice reacted from behind them. Turning towards the source of the voice, the knife fell from the man’s hand, while both n holding Sarah released her.

They were all shocked to their bones. He was supposed to be out for a whole week, why was he back?

"Nathan? What are you doing here?" Logan questioned. With all respect, the man -Nathan- previously holding the knife stood straight as all of his bossy self vanished and that was when Logan saw the frightened figure underneath them.

"Sarah?" he stared at the two n behind her, "What’s going on here?" he asked again.

"Boss_"

"It’s nothing," Sarah cut Nathan off with a lie. Standing up, she smiled at Logan to strengthen the coverup. She has to do this unless she wants them to continue from where they stop later on.

She’s sure Logan wouldn’t even care.

Logan scanned the n in the room and with a light nod, he said to Sarah, "If you say so,"

Turning towards the table, he caught sight of the bread, and a slight image of what just happened replayed before him.

"You all can leave, Sarah, let’s have dinner,"

Amazed and wary, the n bowed slightly before leaving the dining. Sarah looked at their back and fear covered her as she imagined what she would have looked like if Logan was a second late.