"Hmm...that’s right," Anastasia agreed. "But he was no longer the owner of the properties when he signed them, meaning he transferred nothing in your name. If you wanted the properties to be in your name, then it should be my signature on the papers he signed, not Robert’s."


    Although Anastasia was speaking in fluent English, Jack and the others seemed to not understand what she was saying.


    Palming her face, she pulled out a picture on her phone.


    "These are the property documents that Robert signed."


    On her phone screen were the pictures of the document that Robert had signed.


    Turning to Robert, she asked, "Remember the day I kicked you between your legs at your office?" Robert’s eyes widened in realization. "I’m sure you didn’t tell them exactly what happened that day, but that’s not the important thing. You signed all the papers on your desk that day, including this one, I slipped in between them without your notice."


    Jack gnashed his teeth together in anger, while his knuckles turned white due to how hard he’d been clenching them.


    Out of anger, Jack grabbed Anastasia’s phone and threw it on the nearest wall, the phone shattered into pieces.


    The two bodyguards that came with Anastasia were about to intervene but Anastasia held out her hand to stop them.


    "It’s okay, I can handle it," she says to them.


    ncing at her shattered phone, Anastasia mumbled, "Aww, poor phone. It was an expensive one."


    Just when Anastasia was about to walk towards it, Jack grabbed her by the neck with a fast move; she didn’t see iting at all.


    When the bodyguards pulled out their guns, he immediately used her as a shield.


    "You can go ahead and fire the bullets, go ahead," he dared them, his anger palpable which clouded his head from thinking straight.


    The bodyguards didn’t dare to fire the bullets, else they would hit Anastasia.


    Everything had happened so much she didn’t see Jack’s moves iing, but instead of panicking, Anastasia startedughing out loud like a maniac again which disturbed every single person in the living room, including the bodyguards.


    "Why are youughing?!" Jack barked.


    Anastasia didn’t reply to his question, instead, she caught him off guard by elbowing his ribs, which had him yelp in pain. Then with a smart move, she twisted his hands behind him so hard she felt the bone crack beneath her touch. Then she kicked his legs, forcing him to kneel.


    "Let go of my son!!" Gary demanded with a re.


    With a smile, Anastasia let go of Jack and thetter dropped to the ground.


    "You bitch!! Do you want to break his bones!" Amelia demanded.


    "That would be too much work for me since his bones are going to be broken in prison anyway," Anastasia replied, and that was when it dawned upon them again. Ana knew all their secrets all along, and she’d already reimed the properties they’d taken from her.


    They had no power or anything they could defend themselves with.


    "So, after everything that you’ve disclosed to us today? What do you want us to do? Kneel and plead for your forgiveness?" Michelle, who’d been quiet the entire time, questioned Anastasia with a fierce re. "Is that what you want from us?!!"


    Anastasia tilted her head slightly as she stared at Michelle, her grin stretching. Michelle would lie if she said that move didn’t creep her out.


    "I don’t want your heartfelt apology, Michelle. After everything each of you has done to me in the past, do you think I would even ept your apologies?" She questioned them before she sneered.


    "Then what’s your n? You want to have us jailed so that you can have the mansion all to yourself?" Robert asked.


    Anastasia chuckled softly as she watched Jack get back on his feet. He took a few steps away from her, shock written all over his face since he hadn’t expected her to be strong enough to take him all by herself.


    "Because you were able to unravel a few things about us, you seemed to have forgotten about yourself, Anastasia. Have you wondered why we’ve never treated you right before?"


    Suddenly, the air in the living room felt too heavy for them to breathe. The atmosphere had changed as they sensed the dark aura that emanated from the door.


    Everyone’s head turned to take at the front door in unison, and Robert wished he could dig a grave and hide himself at that moment.