Unfortunately, at this very mont, Orlando Evans had yet to reflect upon her actions. She was still harboring hate—hate towards Julia Bluen!
She felt that everything had started because of Julia Bluen. Her current state of utter destitution was all Julia Bluen's doing, and she was determined to seek revenge on Julia Bluen. Even if it ant dying, she would have her revenge!
"Hey beautiful, I'm quite the man. Co, keep company and have so fun." A lecherous hand reached from behind and landed on her shoulder. She was attacked by that paw. The other party's movent was too fast, and since she was in a dispirited daze, he completely seized the advantage.
"Let go of !" Regaining her senses, she forcefully pushed away the hand on her shoulder that had taken liberties. As she turned around, she saw several sleazy-looking n leering at her with smirks.
"Oh, stop playing the virtuous lady. Willing to take nude photos of yourself and post them online for everyone to see? Tonight, we brothers will keep you company. Your figure is indeed scorching hot." The man continued to whistle incessantly.
It was also at this mont that Orlando Evans realized she had walked out of Blue Sky Garden, and these n had sohow appeared out of nowhere.
Hearing the man's words, she asked in confusion, "What photos?"
"Oh, playing the innocent now, huh? Forgot about it, did you? Co on, let us brothers take you back to have a look. You really did a good job with those pictures."
"What are you trying to do? Let go, help!"
Orlando Evans was terrified, trying desperately to shake off those grabby hands, screaming, her voice filled with trembling horror.
From last night until now, she had been in a constant state of shock. First, she was kidnapped from the Blue Moon Pub by people Glades Horne had sent. Then, she witnessed her parents being captured with her own eyes. Afterward, she learned that she was not of the Evans Family bloodline. Her uncle, who had treasured her as if she were his own daughter, had pushed her away in self-preservation, forbidding her from entering the Evans Family villa.
She was like a startled bird, ready to fall from the sky at the slightest sign of danger.
The ways of the world are unpredictable, and situations change dramatically. That man, who could command clouds and rain with a re flick of his finger, had made her crash down hard with just a slight movent of his lips, almost shattering her to pieces.
For a woman like her, attractive and with a hot figure, harassnt was an ever-present danger outside her ho. But in the past, everyone knew she and the Horne Family's young lady had been best friends for ten years, and the young lady had a terrible temper. Who would dare harass her? Wasn't that courting death? Once, the Horne Family acted as her invisible shield, but now, they had beco the worst nightmare of her life.
Now that she had lost her status, she was nothing.
Glades Horne, that move was cruel.
He hadn't tortured her personally, probably to avoid soiling his golden hands. But with just one phone call, he could make her suffer imnsely.
How could that man be so terrifying, so formidable? He seed to know everyone.
It was precisely because he was so exceptional—one in a million, perhaps—that she had been captivated on first sight and had pursued him relentlessly for eight years. However, his world was an impenetrable fortress; no matter how she tried to break through, she couldn't even make a dent.
And now, she had fallen to this lowly state for him.
She was twenty-two years old and had never been in love. In her emotional world, there was only Glades Horne. Yet it was this very man who had dealt her a fatal blow.
Her heart ached terribly.
But she didn't think she was wrong.
She was rely pursuing the love she believed in.
What was wrong with using so tactics to seize her happiness? After all, isn't that how it's always portrayed in novels and on television?
Glades Horne's cold voice suddenly echoed in her ears: "The thing I hate the most is you, a third party who disrupts others' marriages in the na of love…"
Her heart shuddered.
While she felt the sting, she mocked herself. Yes, she had gone from pursuer to third party. From the mont Glades Horne and Ruby Bluen beca a couple, she had been the third party. Before they were married, her entanglent with Glades Horne could have been excused as pursuing her own happiness. But after Glades Horne married Julia Bluen, she truly beca the third party and shouldn't have tried to split up a married couple for her own happiness.
Everything was caused by love.
And it was her own fault!
"RIP—" The sound of clothes being ripped brought Orlando Evans back to reality.
"Let go, help…" Orlando Evans fought desperately.
They say when it rains it pours, and misfortune often cos without warning. This saying must be about her situation.
After enduring so much, was she going to lose her virtue as well?
Orlando Evans's face turned deathly pale, drained of all color—a woman's greatest fear.
She fought against those n, hitting, pushing, and biting, not letting them touch her. Amidst the confused fear in her mind, she was still frantically wondering what the photos they ntioned were all about. When had she ever taken nude photos? Coming from her family background, how could she dare to take such photos? Wasn't that destroying herself?
Suddenly, as if rembering sothing, despair flooded her eyes.
It was Jas Horne!
The illegitimate son whom she and Adele Horne had mocked and bullied for eight years, the one they had jointly tornted and insulted!
He was the only one who had her photos!
Jas Horne had warned her not to break up his brother and sister-in-law again; otherwise, he would post her photos online and ruin her reputation.
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