However, Anastasia didn’t stop there. She carried the poorly looking empty ss cup and aimed it at Michelle once again, this time with a more precise aim, silently hoping to herself she didn’t miss. And she kept to her promise when the cup shattered on Michelle.


    Her actions were so daring and unexpected that the girls who looked stiff as if they were being controlled by some remote controller, finally showed some reaction.


    They’d never met someone that ever stood either against Michelle or Samantha. But Ana was brave enough to take them both on.


    Now, they couldn’t help but fear for her life on her behalf.


    "You animals!!" Anastasia growled, aiming for Samantha this time around, pulling her hair hard. "You killed my baby?"


    "Tibo, Turac,e here quickly!" Samantha ordered through a strangled voice, as she tried to remove Anastasia’s hand that was pulling her hair.


    The two bulky men Anastasia had seen the previous day she’d just arrived came absolutely from nowhere and pulled Anastasia away from Samantha.


    With rage evident in her face, Samantha struck Anastasia across the face twice, while Tibo and Turac held her in ce.


    "You bitch! Who do you think you are to act like that? Do you think this is your house?" Samantha questioned, striking Ana across the face one more time, forcing blood out of her mouth while the two smelly men held her in ce.


    Anastasia felt her cheeks burn in pain, and she was sure it was already painted red as it continued to sting her.


    Her eyes itched with the urge to cry, and she squeezed them shut, trying desperately to hold back the tears. But the pain was too overwhelming, too much to bear. Despite her efforts, she felt the warm, unmistakable trail of tears streaming down her face, betraying the emotions she had tried so hard to contain.


    Samantha grabbed Anastasia’s chin, only adding more pain as she forced her eyes open.


    "You’re a ve here, and when a ve does something wrong, they must be punished. Do you hear me?" Samantha questioned, her green eyes turning darker than usual before she removed her hands that were pinching Anastasia’s chin. "Deal with her. Now!!"


    Anastasia felt her heart fall to her feet when she heard Samantha’s orders.


    "You can’t be serious! You are monsters!!" Anastasia said as she struggled to be free from both Tibo and Turac’s grip. But they were at least three times her size, making her escapepletely impossible.


    Even if she does manage to be free from their grip, she has no idea where to run to or whom to run to. She was all alone.


    "I can see you still have the mouth to speak," Michelle said, her hand on her head that was bleeding profusely, a damage that was caused due to the ss cup Anastasia had thrown at her.


    Anastasia continued to struggle, but their grip on her only tightened. Then she looked at Angelina and the other girls who didn’t dare to say a word.


    More tears streamed from her face, having to realize no one was by her side.


    "You think after getting married to Xavier, you’ll never find yourself back in the past?" Michelle questioned, her face painted with rage and blood while veins popped all over. "Well, let me tell you something, Anastasia. You’re a slut and you’ll forever continue to be one."


    Michelle’s words felt like a dagger that stabbed Anastasia’s skin despite the fact that she didn’t know what Michelle meant by saying those things to her.


    She continued to struggle from the heavy pigs but was easily taken away to a ce only God knows where.


    When she was finally out of sight as her scream became slightly fainted until it waspletely gone, silence enveloped the dining table.


    "What are you all looking at?!" Samantha snapped, making the girls jolt in fear all at once. "Eat your food quickly!!" Her orders left no room for argument as the girls scurried back to their chairs, sat down and began chewing—downing the food despite the awful taste.


    One of the girls frowned as she continued to force feed herself. ’What is Anastasia Wace doing here? How did she end up here?’ The girl wondered, her stomach twisting with dread. She suddenly felt the urge to throw up but she quickly resisted it, knowing what would be of her punishment if she did so.


    Samantha red at the girls before leaving the dining room, but Michelle made sure to follow her.


    "You really have to keep a watch on Anastasia," she suddenly said, making Samantha halt.


    "Do you think you have to tell me that?" Samantha questioned, her eyes squinting in disbelief as she studied Michelle. "Are you perhaps forgetting who’s in charge around here?"