Chapter 29 "What a shameless whore! Even after Marc rejected her, she's still trying to seduce him? Disgusting! "Jefferson, take her away and make her pay! First scar her face, then have someone rape her, torture her until you're bored, then sell her to Myanmar. I never want to see her again!" Jefferson's eyes lit up at the words. This was exactly what he'd been waiting for. If he hurt Bertha, Marcus would hold Brenda accountable, and he could hide behind her skirts. After all, Brenda was Casper's "savior". Marcus would forgive her anything. 'Have a good rest, Bree. I'll take care of it!" efferson hung up and turned to the car, only to find Bertha struggling to thrust her head out the door. Help! Somebody help!" she screamed. The hospital entrance was crowded, and dozens of heads turned at the commotion. efferson feigned exasperation. He said, "We're a couple. She's carrying my baby but wants an abortion. I'm just trying to take her home to talk sense into her." A bystander muttered, "Good men get bad wives, while scoundrels land pretty girls. How'd such a stunner end ip with him?" Because of money, probably." efferson snorted and got in the car. The door slammed shut, muffling Bertha's cries. Jefferson stared at Bertha with lust. Disfiguring her was out of the question. He couldn't bear to disfigure such a pretty face. He'd keep her as his personal sex slave, then sell her off once he grew bored. "Pretty thing," he crooned, "even when you're mad, I'll treat you real nice..." Bertha slapped him immediately, Stunned, Jefferson slapped her, too. "You bitch! How dare you hit me? I'll teach you a lesson right now!" He fumbled with his belt, zipper grinding open. Clearly, he wanted to rape her right now. Bertha was furious. She'd seen depravity, but never like this. Gritting her teeth, she snarled, "I didn't return to start trouble. "Cross me again and you'll regret it " < Chapter 29 Her hand inched toward the pepper spray in her pocket. She had no money, power, or status. But she could at least defend herself! Years of self-defense training at Northmoor Manor had sharpened her reflexes to a fine edge. Jefferson ignored her warning. The belt fell loose, his shorts sliding down. Bertha tensed to strike, but the driver suddenly slammed on the brakes. Jefferson was catapulted forward. His body slammed into the windshield, spider-webbing the glass with cracks. Son of a bitch!" Jefferson howled, fury erupting. 'Can't you drive? Don't you know I'm in the middle of something? Idiot!" Menu efferson attempted to scramble to his feet but rose too quickly, slamming his head into the steering wheel with i nauseating thud. He fainted. Sir? Wake up, we're here," the driver stammered. Ahead, a black Rolls-Royce blocked their path, tires screeching to a halt. Axell reached for the door, but paused at the sight of Jefferson's limp body. Through the windshield, he saw Jefferson's disheveled state and muttered to Marcus, "This Jefferson is a lisgrace. I'm embarrassed to know him." Marcus lifted his lashes and glanced at it, gaze ice-cold. Since he enjoys indecency, have him run three laps around Los Angeles naked." Axell's mouth twitched, thinking, "It's freezing today. Running naked? Hell yeah. He deserves it. A real man should be a gentleman. How dare he rape a woman?" Axell stepped out of the car and moved to retrieve Bertha. Bertha had just flung open the car door and scrambled out, ready to run away, when she caught sight of Axell. She froze mid -motion, stunned. Moments after leaving Jefferson's car, she found herself reluctantly sliding into Marcus's car. Bertha bypassed the back seat entirely, making a beeline for the front passenger seat. She had no intention of sitting beside Marcus. He would only annoy her! She was also terrified of him, not only because she owed him money. Knowing he might lock her up on a whim filled her with dread. At that moment, with Axell not yet in the car, the silence between the two of them was eerie. Bertha settled into the passenger seat, staring straight ahead with a tense back, lost in a flurry of thoughts. 1614 4.1% < Chapter 29 Menu "He must have come for the money, but I don't even have a penny. What if he collects the debt later? How can I possibly escape? "And didn't he know I'm Marcus's wife? How dare he still seek me out? "Isn't he afraid of the Gonzalez family? "Does he even know that Marcus couldn't care less about me?" Bertha's mouth twitched, her heart pounding wildly. As the saying went, "The enemy stays put, so we stay put." Marcus didn't say anything, so Bertha remained silent. She could feel he was staring at her. His gaze had not left her once since she'd gotten into the car. Bertha felt a shiver crawl up her spine under his stare. She could barely sit still. 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