Chapter 395

Chapter 395

With that, Billy stood up and walked toward Willow.

Willow's just-relaxed nerves immediately tensed up again. Looking at his greedy eyes, she could no longer pretend to be calm.

She looked around, trying to find a chance to escape.

But with Billy blocking her front and the blue-haired punk blocking the door, she had no chance of escape.

"Billy." Willow backed up step by step. "What you're doing is illegal."

She tried to persuade him. "If you want money, you can say so. I can ask my boyfriend for more. You take the money and leave. I'll pretend today never happened. But if you go any further..."

Before she finished speaking, Billy had already pressed close to her. "What? You want to call the police? Believe it or not, I'll make your nude photos spread all over the internet?"

He reached out to rip off Willow's clothes.

Willow gripped her collar tightly, her fingertips turning white from the force.

Billy glanced back at the blue-haired punk unhappily. "What are you standing there for? Come help!"

The blue-haired punk only hesitated for a few seconds before quickly walking over.

The two trapped Willow between them, four hands pulling at her clothes together.

Willow's face was deathly pale. All she could do was grip her collar with all her might and struggle desperately.

But she was no match for the two men's strength. Soon, her hands, clutching the collar, were pried apart.

Billy's hand grabbed her collar.

A wave of despair washed over Willow.

Suddenly, Maria's angry voice came from the doorway. "What are you doing?"

In the room, hearing Maria's voice, the blue-haired punk instinctively released his grip guiltily.

But Billy still held Willow tightly, preventing her from escaping.

"I wondered who it was—turns out Great-Aunt Maria is back." Billy held Willow with one hand and turned to Maria. "Don't be afraid. I'm just here to collect some rent. I'll leave once I get it."

Maria looked at the scene in the room, her nervous voice trembling. "How much do you want? I'll give it to you. Let go of Willow. Her injury hasn't healed yet..."

Billy didn't care about any of that. "Fine, as long as she cooperates, I don't want to hurt her."

Then he realized something and commanded, "Close the door."

Maria had no choice but to comply and turn back to close the door.

Billy turned to look at Willow. "Willow, in front of Great-Aunt Maria, you don't want to worry her, do you?"

Willow bit down on her teeth and said nothing.

Billy said nastily, "How about this—you undress yourself?"

At these words, before Willow could react, Maria's shocked voice rang out first. "What did you say? What are you trying to do?"

Weren't they asking for money? Why...

"Great-Aunt Maria, help me persuade Willow to take off her clothes so I can take a few photos." Billy acted as if it were perfectly reasonable. "Otherwise, I'll have to do it by force."

"You..." Maria was so angry that she could faint.

After a few seconds, she recovered. "I'll fight you!"

With that, she rushed into the kitchen, grabbed a kitchen knife, and charged out. "Let go of my granddaughter! You bastard! I'll hack you to death!"

But at her age, even holding a kitchen knife posed no real threat to Billy and the blue-haired punk.

Billy gave the blue-haired punk a look.

The blue-haired punk walked straight toward Maria and easily grabbed her arm, throwing away the knife.

"Old woman, calm down. Playing with knives at your age, you might hurt yourself." The blue-haired punk pressed Maria onto the sofa. "We don't want to make this a big deal. Just cooperate, and nothing will happen."

Over there, Billy was about to continue.

Maria looked at her granddaughter, unable to resist, and closed her eyes, unable to bear watching.

At this critical moment, several vicious barks came from the doorway.

Everyone in the room froze.

Before they could react, the door was kicked open.

"Who?" Billy sensed danger and immediately tried to use Willow as a shield.

A lightning-fast shadow rushed toward him.

Before Billy could move, his calf suddenly exploded in pain, and in his ear was the low growl of a large dog.

Billy painfully released his grip and collapsed to the ground, only then seeing a half-human-height dog biting his calf viciously. Blood kept pouring from where it was tearing at him. The large dog's blue eyes stared at him fixedly, as if treating him as living prey, ready to bite until death.

"No," Billy was terrified, his hands on the ground, instinctively trying to back away.

Luke sensed the prey's tendency to escape, roared, and directly tore a chunk of flesh from his leg.

Billy's painful howl echoed in everyone's ears.

Nearby, the blue-haired punk had already collapsed to the ground in terror just from seeing Luke's bloody mouth.

At the door, Sterling's face was cold and stern as he walked in step by step.

The Brown family followed behind him, Kaitlyn's eyes on her daughter full of tension and worry.

Seeing who had arrived, Willow's taut nerves finally relaxed, but she only glanced at them before turning to Maria's side.

"Grandma, are you alright?" Maria had been wielding the knife earlier—Willow didn't know if she had hurt herself.

Willow was also afraid that the scene just now had shocked her.

Maria was equally worried, grabbing her arm and looking her up and down, afraid she had been injured.

"I'm fine," Willow said.

As the two talked, Billy and the blue-haired punk's screams came from behind.

Henry had a bad temper and started fighting the moment he entered. Luke, beside him, also growled at the two men.

After that bite earlier, it didn't even need to open its mouth—the two men were already about to wet themselves.

Sterling watched coldly from the side.

Blake had also followed and asked him, "Mr. Lancaster, should we contact the police?"

"No." Sterling's eyes were full of malice. "Chop off their hands first."

Blake's heart shuddered. "Yes."

It wasn't until the two had fainted from fear that the room finally quieted down.

Everyone's gaze fell on Willow and Maria.

After confirming Maria wasn't injured, Willow stood up to meet everyone's eyes.

"I'm fine." She gave a reassuring smile, completely unaware of how terrible her complexion looked at that moment. "Thank goodness you came."

Finally, her gaze fell on Sterling's face, closest to her, her eyes full of gratitude.

She knew Sterling would appear in time to save her.

Before Sterling could speak, Luke excitedly wagged his tail and ran to her side, ingratiatingly rubbing against her leg.

Willow looked down and smiled as she petted his head.

Luke happily barked twice at Sterling, taking credit with his master.

Sterling ignored him and walked to Willow's side. "Your complexion does look like anything's wrong."

He spoke everyone's thoughts.

Kaitlyn's eyes were practically glued to her daughter, but she didn't know how to speak up.

She was afraid her daughter would blame her.

Willow noticed her gaze and smiled at her proactively.

Kaitlyn's eyes welled up, and she leaned into her husband's embrace, tears falling.