Annabelle Linton started to struggle desperately, as if she'd just realized what was happening. "Leona Grant, I order you to put me down!"
A smirk played on Leona Grant's lips. She freed one hand to capture both of Annabelle's flailing ones. "Don't struggle. You'll need to put in some effort later. Save your energy and get ready to spend a... delightful evening with me, hmm?"
With that, she carried Annabelle Linton into the villa and up the stairs, one step at a time.
"Leona Grant, if you dare try anything tonight, I'll castrate you and end your family line! Put me down! This is your last chance! Otherwise, I'll make sure there isn't enough of you left to bury! Do you hear—MMPH!"
Annabelle's feeble struggles and empty threats made Leona Grant laugh out loud. 'What am I going to do? I'm really starting to enjoy my time with her more and more.'
Leona Grant lowered her head, leaned in, and successfully silenced Annabelle.
"MMPH, MMPH, MMPH..."
