Chapter 632: Extra Nine: Ink Dot Plum Scent (Part Seven)
After the two got their marriage certificates, their relationship didn’t change much.
The only change was that Alia Smith moved into the master bedroom, and when William Lane occasionally went ho, he stayed in the guest room in the villa.
Alia Smith studied and danced even harder than before, and took advantage of her free ti to find a part-ti job.
It was introduced by one of her classmates.
She worked at a self-study training institute. Because it was introduced by acquaintances, the working hours were very flexible and she only received paynt based on the course fee.
With good luck, she had more free ti and could take more classes and earn a decent amount of money.
In this regard, she did not let William Lane interfere, and he rarely intervened.
As long as it was safe, William Lane respected her work.
But in terms of work safety, there were always so people of low quality who were unsafe.
One day, after Alia Smith finished her evening class at school, she went to the training institution to teach a pre-arranged class.
It was already 9 PM when the class was over.
William Lane was on a business trip, so Jas Lane had been picking her up these days.
As she was packing up her things to leave the classroom, she saw a man walking out of the restroom as soon as she reached the door.
He was the vice principal of the training institution.
Alia Smith stopped and noticed that he had been drinking. She took a step back and said, “Vice Principal, good evening.”
The vice principal looked to be in his forties, quite tall, and sowhat overweight. He squinted his eyes and recognized Alia, then smiled, “You’re that new one, called… Alia Smith, right?”
“Yes.” Seeing him walk towards her, Alia took another step back.
Noticing her wariness, the vice principal stopped and waved at her, “Alia, I’m drunk. Can you co over and help ?”
Alia didn’t move and took out her cell phone, “Let call your family or assistant for you.”
“Are you still studying, Alia?”
“Yes.” Alia looked at him.
“So you have to study during the day and work at night, must be very tiring, right?”
“Well, everyone struggles.” Alia smiled and continued, “Vice principal, give your assistant’s mobile number, and I’ll call them to co pick you up. You don’t look very comfortable.”
Seeing Alia’s reluctance, the vice principal stopped talking, “If I want to call them, I’d do it myself. I don’t need your help.”
He walked away after that.
Alia didn’t say anything, nodded to him, and tried to quickly leave by staying close to the other wall.
Just as she took a few steps, the vice principal suddenly grabbed her hand and forcefully dragged her towards the restroom.
Alia imdiately tried to break free from his grip.
“Let go of !” Alia whispered fiercely.
The man continued to pull her, “Wearing such pretty clothes and dressing so nicely, isn’t it for hooking n? All won are the sa! Pretending to be virtuous with , playing hard to get?”
Alia was about to break free, but upon hearing his words, she hesitated and lost so of her strength, allowing herself to be dragged into the restroom.
As she was dragged in, she tried to grab the doorfra.
However, she was quickly pulled further in, and the restroom door was closed.
Three minutes later, Alia ran out of the restroom and sprinted to the first floor without stopping for a second. She then entered the restroom on the first floor.
She went into a partition and locked the door while catching her breath.
Then standing in the partition, she rubbed her wrists and let out a soft laugh.
From a young age, she started working in the countryside and quit school to work part-ti.
While working, she taught herself dancing and also learned so self-defense techniques.
She didn’t dare to say her self-defense skills were excellent, but her strength was definitely not small.
Beating up a fat guy like that was not a problem if she played her cards right.
She stayed in the restroom for a while, only leaving when she deed the ti to be right. She even purposefully let the surveillance cara in the hallway capture her looking frightened.
Then she went straight to the security room.
She told the security guard that she had lost sothing on the first floor, without ntioning the floor where she had class.
When the guard wasn’t looking, she copied the surveillance footage of the first floor and her classroom floor before leaving.
…
A few days after the incident, Alia Smith still worked at the training institution, with nothing happening and no further encounters with the vice principal.
Until a week later…
She finished her evening class and went to the library to look up so information, borrowing two books.
It was already past ten o’clock when she left.
She hugged the books, walking on the campus road, and enjoyed the evening breeze at school.
Alia always felt that the wind at school was more comfortable than anywhere else.
This was a feeling she would always cherish.
As she slowly strolled through the school, passing by the little woods, two people suddenly rushed out. One of them grabbed her arm, while the other covered her mouth and dragged her in.
Both books fell to the ground.
The area of woods on campus was not small, and it was dark inside.
Sotis couples would co here in the evening for dates.
But at this ti of the year, with so many mosquitoes, few people would co here.
As Alia was dragged in, she realized that there were more than ten people inside, including the vice principal.
“Weren’t you so tough? Why don’t you fight now?”
Alia glared at him, then mustered her strength, and with a forceful jerk, shook off the two people holding her.
She tried to run out, while taking out her cell phone.
However, after only a few steps, she was caught again.
Another person grabbed her hair and pulled it.
Alia managed to press the power button three tis before her phone was snatched away and tossed out.
“Where are you running to? Do you think you can still get away?” The vice principal slapped her face.
Alia spat a mouthful of blood-streaked saliva on his face, “You bastard, despicable scum.”
The man laughed, wiped the saliva off his face, and fiddled with the cara in his hand, sneering: “I want to see if your mouth will be so tough later.”
Looking at the cara in his hand, Alia kept telling herself to stay calm, stay calm.
But her heart was beating too fast, and her legs couldn’t help but go weak.
The man saw her looking like that, and his smile beca even creepier: “Strip her clothes off.”
The man holding Alia imdiately moved his hands onto her clothes.
She used all her strength to break free, kicking the man beside her and slapping another on the face.
After attacking them, she tried to run again, but was quickly pinned to a tree.
Her shoulder hit the tree, causing her to wince in pain. Her shirt collar had been torn open.
The night breeze hit her shoulders, followed by a disgusting touch.
In an instant, Alia’s eyes reddened; nausea, fear, and despair filled her entire body. Tears involuntarily fell as she shouted, “Let go of !”
“Now you know how to cry? Weren’t you so capable that night?” The man sneered, “Rember this woods well tonight, and think of every ti you pass by in the future…”
Alia struggled again but couldn’t move. At that mont, she felt a gust of wind pass by, and the person pressing her was suddenly gone.
A heavy thud and groan followed.
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