Chapter 393
In thete night, the rain became bigger and bigger. Browsing the news on the Inte, Modesty felt so
bothered.
When the car stopped in front of the hotel, she got off the car and quickly walked towards the hotel with
an umbre.
She used the umbre to hide her face all the way and even didn’t close it in the life.
Standing in front of the room and Arthur told her before, Modesty reached out to press the doorbell.
The door was opened soon. Arthur only wrapped his lower body with a bath towel. When seeing
Modesty, he said with evil intention, “Nice. You arrive so quickly.”
Modesty looked at him coldly, “What the hell do you want?”
Arthur studied her from top to toe and said, “Come in first. How boring it will be if we just stand here.”
Modesty only closed the umbre after walking into the room. She put it in a corner.
Arthur walked towards the wine cab while saying, “Take a seat.”
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Modesty had beennding her gaze on him when she sat down on the sofa in the living room.
After a short wine, Arthur walked over with two sses of red wine and put one of them in front of
Modesty, “No matter what, I have to congratte you for winning the championship.”
When speaking, Arthur picked up the ss of red wine for Modesty.
Modesty knitted her brows. Suppressing the disgust and hatred in her heart, she took the ss from
Arthur and took a sip under his gaze.
Arthur looked at her with satisfaction.
Modesty put the ss on the table, “You can tell me how much you want. I will try my best to satisfy
you.”
“Nope.” Arthur raised his chin and gulped down the red wine in his ss. He then sat beside Modesty,
“If what I want is money, I won’t ask you toe here. Ms. Barton has a lot of money. I ask you here to
talk about our private affair.”
When speaking, he put his hand on Modesty’s thigh.
Modesty abruptly stood up, “Behave yourself!”
Arthur burst intoughter. But at the next moment, he suddenly changed his expression and said coldly,
“Youe to my room, and ask me to behave myself?”
“Ie here because…”
Modesty suddenly felt her surroundings blurry.
Sitting on the sofa, Arthur curled his lips into a ferocious smile.
Modesty had a foreboding. Shivering, she rummaged her bad, took out the fruit knife and uncontrobly
stammered in a shaking voice, “Don’t… Don’te over. Otherwise, I will…”
Arthur was not enraged. Instead, he chuckled, “Oh, seems youe here with some preparation. I
underestimated you before.”
Modesty became dizzier and dizzier, even finding it difficult to maintain her bnce.
Arthur grabbed her knife effortlessly and pressed her onto the sofa violently, “Now that this’s the case, I
won’t show mercy to you.”
At the beginning, Modesty still struggled out of the instinct, but when she felt the sharp pain from her
private part, she stared at the ceiling dully, feeling her mind nk.
She could only hear the man’s disgusting heavy breathes.
Several hourster, the medicine in the wine finally lost its efficacy. Trembling all over, Modesty proper
herself up from the ground, casually grabbed a cloth to cover her breasts and then took out her phone
in an attempt to call the police.
Sitting beside her, Arthur narrowed his eyes and lit a cigarette, “Sue me if you want to.”
When speaking, he threw a phone to Modesty, “The evidence is in the phone. You can sue me if you
like.”
Modesty bit her lower lip with great force. She didn’t expect that he would video it.
Arthur breathed out smoke and then continued, “After all I don’t have too much courage. If the police
interrogate me, I will get nervous and may tell them about your unpresentable transaction. It doesn’t
matter to me. But you’re different. It was not easy for you to win the championship of the Young
Designers’ Contest. It will be a pity that someone will rece you to be the champion.”
Modesty was silent for a long time, and then she began to wear her clothes quietly.
When she left, Arthur said, “Rest assured. As long as you cane to me whenever I call you, I won’t
disclose this video or our transaction on the contest to others.”
Modesty stiffened. Her hands that were ced on both sides were clenched into fists, yet she could
only suppress her anger and leave.
Arthur’s rampantughter sounded from behind.
After leaving the hotel, Modesty didn’te back to the house that she was living in now. Instead, she
came back to the old house, which was her real home.
Nevertheless, it was pouring with rain and the alley, which had always been water logged, was full of
water now and she couldn’t see the original alley.
Modesty walked along the alley. Her shoes and clothes had gotten wet.
Standing in front of her home, Modesty knocked at the door with great force. But the only reply she got
was just the loud raining sound.
After a long while, the knocking sound finally woke up her neighbor. An old man, aged around seventy
years old, wobbled out of his home. He recognized Modesty only after a long while, “Modesty, your
father is not at home. Stop knocking at the door.”
Modesty turned around and asked furiously, “Where did he go?”
“He got sick several days ago and was sent the hospital, yet he hasn’te back since then. It has
been a long time.”
“What about Adolph?”
“Adolph hasn’te back again either after sending your father to the hospital.”
After finishing the words, the old man came back home.
Looking at the potted nt that was carefully cultivated by Eugene, Modesty became angrier and
angrier. Shended a hard kick on the flowerpot. The flowerpot hit the wall and broke into pieces. The
nt in the flowerpot was covered by soil and gradually lost its vitality.
The old man turned around when he heard the loud sound. He shook his head, clicked his tongue and
then closed the door.
Modesty then went to Adolph’s home, trying to find out some clues about his whereabouts.
Only Adolph could help her fight against Arthur now.
She found the key that Adolph put under the windowsill. Only when she got into the house did she find
out that the house was full of dusts. It seemed like Adolph hadn’te back here for a long time.
Reluctant to leave without any gains, Modesty found a pen and a piece of paper and left a note to
Adolph, asking him to contact her when he saw the note.
On the way back, Modesty turned around and took a nce at the building in the room. The odor of
waste pervaded the surroundings.
She would note back to here again!
…
Although Ste only slept for several hours, she felt more vigorous when she woke up.
It was still rainy outside of the windows and the whole sky was dark. She didn’t know how long would
this rainst.
Ste changed her clothes and went downstairs.
When she came to the living room, a maid hurriedly walked over, “Ms. Radomil, Master Steward asked
you toe to his study when you wake up.”
“I see.”
Ste walked to the study and knocked at the door. Charles’ cold voice sounded from inside, “Come
in.”
Ste walked into the study and said in a t voice, “Mr. Steward, is there any matter?”
Charles looked towards her with a touch of gloominess in his eyes.
Maybe it was because he didn’t sleepst night, the pretentious elegance and gentleness on his face
was nowhere to be found now.
Meeting his eyes in the air, Ste didn’t change her expression, showing no trace of cowardice.
After a while, Charles broke the silence, “You know the news on the Inte, right?”
Ste nodded her head, “It has attracted great public attention and many medias have reported it. Of
course I’ve learned about it.”
“Did you see it from the news?”
Ste asked, “Or where should I learn?”