Chapter 135

Bruce King was a sick bastard. He had his eyes on Mrs. Stone. "Stay away! Don't come any closer!" she screamed in terror. She bolted for the door, but it was already locked from outside. No matter how hard she pulled, it wouldn't budge. "Bruce King, don't do this... You animal! My husband, Alfred, treated you like his own brother. He even risked his life for you once. You murdered him! You're worse than a beast! You're not even human! And now you want to do this to me?" Bruce laughed like a lunatic. "Yeah, I'm scum, so what? Alfred was too soft for his own good, that's why he died. And you, the more you fight me, the more I want you. Come on, don't be shy." He yanked her over and pinned her to the ground, completely ignoring her screams. Mrs. Stone cried out, but no one came. She was powerless. Inside the wardrobe, Alexander Stone was shaking, poised to rush out, but Clara gripped him tightly, her hand clamped over his mouth. As Mrs. Stone struggled under Bruce, her eyes landed on the