She didn’t seem to want to explain at all, which infuriated him.
He grabbed her from the ground and almost dragged her out of the hall.
Outside the hall, the cold wind howled, and snowflakes drifted down like goose feathers, piling up thickly on the ground.
"Young master, wh-what are you doing?"
The servants who had been driven out of the hall were now gathered together, blowing on their hands to warm them. Suddenly, Asher Land dragged Sophie Smith out without any pity, leaving them shocked.
Since when did their young master treat Miss Smith so roughly in front of the servants?
"Young master, is there some misunderstanding between you and Miss Smith?" Nanny Garcia looked at Sophie Smith’s pale face and the violent trembling of her body, her eyes filled with a bit of heartache.
"Heh, misunderstanding?" He snorted coldly, "Does her getting involved with another man behind my back count as a misunderstanding?"
Nanny Garcia glanced at Sophie Smith. She neither argued nor protested; her silence was excessive. Given her previous nature, if she hadn’t done something, she would have certainly debated with Asher Land. It seemed that...
Nanny Garcia stepped aside, Sophie Smith noticed the disappointment in her eyes, and the other servants also averted their gaze, no longer looking at her.
Right, after betraying Asher Land, who could she expect a kind look from?
"I will show you the consequences of betraying me." His eyes emitted a chilling coldness as his large hand squeezed her jaw, forcing her to lift her pitiable little face to look up at him.
His gaze fixed on her face, and Sophie Smith felt as if her jaw would be crushed by his grip. She turned her head to the side, unwilling to look at him.
Good, truly stubborn.
The sarcasm at the corners of his mouth deepened, and the servants held their breaths, fearing they might become collateral in the war between the two.
"Robert Williams, go get the basement key!"
So she’s stubborn, huh? He just had to teach her a lesson.
Did he want to lock her in that dark, grim, and terrifying basement?
Didn’t he know she was really, really scared of that place? Last time, she’d witnessed how he had tormented President Williams’ men there. Now, was she going to suffer the same fate?
All her unease, her fear, he saw it all.
Yes, he could pamper her, and he could destroy her.
Robert Williams quickly fetched the basement key. He used brute force to drag her body towards that dark place.
"Young master, please give Miss Smith another chance?" Nanny Garcia couldn’t bear to see Sophie Smith’s state and, despite everything, followed Asher Land, pleading for her.
Didn’t he already give her one? It was she who didn’t want it.
She couldn’t keep up with his pace at all, and losing her balance, she fell into the snow.
He directly hauled her up from the ground, and she stumbled through the snow with difficulty, stepping unevenly.
That basement, she had only been there once, and she never dared to go a second time. It was dark and cold inside, so silent and empty it seemed to echo with the sound of breathing. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novelꞁire.net
He flung her onto the ground with a wave of his large hand, his strength terrifying. Sophie Smith crouched on the icy ground, feeling as if her bones might all come apart.
"Sophie Smith, don’t think you can act recklessly just because I tolerate you. I, Asher Land, have my limits too."
And she had already crossed the line.