From her current perspective, being controlled was still better, at least it was safe.
The mont she swallowed the beef, a wave of nausea surged in her stomach. She tried to hold it back but couldn’t help retching.
This action drew everyone’s attention. She secretly thought it was not good. If they discovered she was pregnant, who knew what this pervert would do.
"Miss Elliana, what’s wrong?"
Steve Brooke’s voice ca to her ears. She pretended nothing happened and sat up straight, disdainfully saying, "I don’t have a habit of eating raw at."
"I see, Miss Elliana, you are an Oriental. I’ve learned about the hobbies of Oriental won. You love eating chicken feet and pig intestines. I believe your bodies must purify these impurities, which is why you’re so beautiful."
This nonsensical chatter was infuriating and disgusting. The word "beautiful" from his mouth was even more revolting!
Soon, the servant served her a fully cooked steak, very exquisite and appetizing.
But she could no longer eat.
At this mont, Steve Brooke wiped his mouth and suddenly stood up, holding a cane that symbolized his status. Then, under her anxious gaze, he walked over.
Instinctively, she grabbed the dinner knife as a potential self-defense weapon. If he dared to act, she wouldn’t hesitate to stab it down.
Seeing her so tense, Steve Brooke only smiled slightly and didn’t speak, just walked straight towards the door under her watchful eye.
Is he leaving just like that? She finally breathed a sigh of relief, promptly finished the beef on her plate, and then stood up.
Several maids imdiately focused their attention on her.
"Miss Elliana, are you returning to your room?"
Feigning ignorance, thinking she couldn’t leave, the guards ard at the dining room door, she wouldn’t even dare to run.
She could only say, "Yes."
Returning to the room she had just left, she hurriedly locked the door from inside.
With the crisp sound of the lock falling, her taut nerves finally relaxed a bit.
She looked back at everything in the room, quickly running to the balcony.
Reaching the balcony, she could see the entire backyard swimming pool of the villa at a glance, even a golf course.
Moreover, the balcony was surrounded by glass, with only a small iron sh for ventilation. The glass was thick, particularly thick, likely bulletproof glass.
Looking down from her angle, she was on the fourth floor, still quite high. Even jumping to escape seed daunting.
Stretching her neck to look around, she found that the villa had black-clad guards everywhere, even her balcony had caras!
This discovery instantly unsettled her.
She quickly turned back to search inside the room and found there were caras in the room too!
The thought of wanting to die sprouted. She walked into the bathroom, checking every corner.
"There are no monitoring devices in the bathroom."
That was her conclusion, but... why was it a man’s voice?
"Miss Elliana, do not panic, it’s ."
It was obvious that was old man Brooke’s voice, he actually... managed to this extent. Luckily, she got dressed in the bathroom.
Steve Brooke sat in his study watching the screen showing the empty room because Elliana was in the bathroom, so he couldn’t see her.
After all, he was a gentleman and wouldn’t engage in the ungentlemanly act of placing monitoring devices in the bathroom.
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