Chapter 15

Suddenly, the car stopped, and a cold-faced bodyguard ignored Cynthia's resistance and forcibly dragged her out of the car, throwing her heavily onto the ground. Her originally beautiful and ethereal white dress was instantly covered in dust, one of her high heels was lost in the commotion, and her carefully styled hair and earrings were tangled together, leaving her looking disheveled and completely different from her previous elegant appearance. Cynthia clutched her scraped arm, furious at being reduced to this state, her eyes red with anger. Just as she was about to explode, she seemed to think of something, glanced around. And after confirming Lawrence was not present, her anger could no longer be contained. She forced herself to stand up and without hesitation slapped the bodyguard across the face. The crisp sound carried a profound sense of insult. That wasn’t enough to vent her anger. Cynthia kicked the bodyguard viciously, shouting, “Who do you think you are? How dare you t