She knew that she was at the end of her rope.

Though her uncle was also a powerful man, she didn't trust him.

Back then, her uncle wouldn't save her father and even robbed the Cole Family of everything. How would he save her fiancé?

Besides, she lived in her uncle's house, but his family was expecting her death. How would he help her now?

She could vaguely remember that she begged her uncle to save Hamilton in tears at the wedding site. Before the incident, her uncle was on good terms with the Adams Family. As soon as Hamilton was arrested, her uncle instantly turned hostile and distanced himself from the Adams Family. What was worse, he left her alone at the wedding site instead of giving her a helping hand.

Karl suddenly laughed.

Trust? Such a nice word! But it sounded so ironic.

The fire of desire grew stronger in his eyes, heating the room.

A strained cry of pain suddenly came out...

"Ah!!!" Donna shouted at the top of her lungs.

The intense pain told her that her last bit of innocence was gone.

This strange man took her chastity.

If she knew things would come to this, she should have given it to Hamilton.

Now, she lost everything.

Donna closed her eyes and bit her lip... Scalding tears streamed down.

The demanding man exhausted her, and the excruciating pain made her faint.

The man showed no mercy as if he was going to devour her.

Even when he saw the blood of her virginity, he didn't relent but only curled up his mouth to give a meaningful smile.

It was already dark when she came round.

She felt pain all over as if her bones were crushed.

The man was no longer there, and the luxurious bedroom looked desolate.

She wrapped the bedsheet around her body, walked to the closet, opened it, and looked for something to wear.

However, there were only men's clothes inside suits and shirts.

She squatted in dismay and dizziness.

All of a sudden, Karl opened the door and got in. Startled by the sound, she looked over, hurriedly got up, and cowered.

Unfortunately, the bedsheet was so long that she accidentally stepped on it and fell to the floor awkwardly.

The man looked noble in a casual white outfit. With a cold smile, he approached.

"What do you want from me? Let me leave!"

"Leave? Okay, go ahead." He agreed readily this time.

"You really let me go?" Donna was surprised.

"The door is over there. No one will stop you." Karl put his hand in his trouser pocket and looked playful.

She tried to hasten out of the door, only to find her nudity under the bedsheet.

In a bedsheet, she was penniless. There was no way she could go out like this.

"Mr. Kent, could you stop making it hard for me? Could you give me something to wear?"

"I can give you the clothes, of course, but you won't leave. It's your call." He casually pulled over a chair to sit on.

"Ugh..." Donna was pissed, "Looks like you wouldn't let me go, right?"

Karl didn't speak but looked at her scornfully.

"This is illegal captivity!" She spat.

"Self-important woman." Karl sneered, stood up, and got out of the room.