Chapter 67 There is no way to avoid it
In front of them stood a tall figure emanating a chilling aura. Victoria looked up and saw Brandon, as if she had found a savior. She ran behind him and grabbed his coat, staring at the disgusting man on the ground.
"Duncan... President Duncan, what are you doing here?" President Jenkins hesitated for a moment, then looked at Victoria, who dared to run behind Brandon, and said, "I just drank too much. This woman is a designer from a small company who wanted to cheat me. President Duncan, I was wrong. I won't do it again."
Brandon gave a cold smile. "What did she cheat you of?"
"She... she wanted me to help her company win the bid for this project."
"Hmm, she cheated you?" Brandon looked down at him with a superior attitude, and his cold voice made him feel uneasy. "Then why didn't she just cheat me?"
President Jenkins looked up in surprise. "President Duncan..."
"Louis, I see that since Fernando promoted you, you've become a little arrogant. Do you think that Huan Yu is already under your control?"
"No, of course not. How could I? I already refused her. It was her..." President Jenkins tried to explain.
"Enough. Do you even know who she is?" Brandon's harsh reprimand made Louis tremble.
"She's just a small designer. Who else could she be?"
"Elijah, you tell him who this person is," Victoria said, pointing to Louis who was now lying on the ground.
Elijah smirked. "This is the mistress of the Duncan Family."
Louis collapsed in shock. "President Duncan, I swear I didn't know. Please give me a chance," Louis pleaded, his face drenched in sweat.
Victoria grabbed his collar and pulled him up. "He just told me that you're his uncle and that he can arrange anything for me in the universe," she added.
Brandon's face twisted into a cold smile. "Elijah, tell President Larson that he has poor judgment when it comes to people. I don't want to see this man anywhere again."
"President Duncan..." Louis tried to plead again, but Brandon turned around and grabbed Victoria’s wrist, pulling her out of the room.
Victoria was surprised by his sudden anger. Meanwhile, Erica, who was still at the party, tried to continue filming but was stopped by a bodyguard. She saw the black figure walk past and couldn't resist taking a shot.
She felt a sense of satisfaction when she captured Victoria being harassed by President Jenkins, but her mood changed when she saw the appearance of the mysterious man.
She looked carefully, trying to identify the man, but the darkness and the fact that she only saw his lower body made it impossible to recognize him. Could this person be someone Victoria knew? Was Victoria taken by him? Damn it, she was curious and angry, almost dropping her phone. But...these videos could still be useful. She calmed down and quickly scanned through them. Victoria was taken directly back to the villa by Brandon. He forcefully pushed her into the bedroom. Victoria was still confused when she saw him looking at her with disgust, turning on the faucet and spraying her with water. "Ah...what are you doing?" Fortunately, the water in the villa was always at a constant temperature, so it wasn't cold, but she was still wearing clothes. This bastard! She pushed away the shower head and looked at the man angrily. "You...you're the one who's dirty! If you don't clean up, don't bother coming in here today." "You...you're the one who's dirty!" Victoria's eyes were stinging from the water,and she felt both swollen and sore. Brandon's cold eyes looked at her deeply. "I haven't been touched by a fat pig." Victoria was stunned, biting her lip and understanding what he meant. Was he disgusted that Louis had touched her? Seeing that she didn't move, he grabbed her arm, pushed up her sleeve, and began to rub her wrist. Just now, that disgusting fat hand touched here, and he saw it clearly.
"Ouch, it hurts..." Victoria cried out.
"Don't move," he scolded her, staring at her and continuing to rub.
"You want to rub my skin off," Victoria fumed.
"Who told you to go to the party?"
"..." Victoria felt bitter and angry, shaking off his hand. "Do you think I wanted to go? Do you think I wanted to be touched by that fat pig?"
Did she dare to be wronged?
He sneered at her. "I gave you a choice back then."
Victoria was stunned, looking at this dead man.
The choice he gave her was to choose her own comfort and give up her child.
She didn't want to, was that not okay?
She would rather fight for herself.
"Do you know how hard it is outside now? Do you think you can be a designer just because you can draw? Ha, just you... you don't even know when you're being manipulated," he sneered at her.
Victoria felt even more uncomfortable in her heart.
"It's not true! I've been through things before. I even fooled Fernando. Are these people scarier than Fernando?" Looking at her stubborn look, he laughed coldly. "Then what happened today? Did you drink the spiked drink?"
"No," Victoria looked at him firmly. "I knew he tampered with the drink, so I pretended to drink it and poured it into the sponge I prepared. I didn't drink it at all."
He raised his eyebrows, "You're quite clever, but that's all there is to it." He held her hand and looked at her wrist, which was already red from rubbing. "Where did I touch you?" he asked.
Victoria quickly replied, "You didn't touch me anywhere."
He looked skeptical, "Take off your clothes and let me check."
What?
Victoria covered her clothes and pretended to run away.
Brandon reached out and pulled her into his arms. He was sitting on the edge of the double bathtub, and she sat directly on his lap.
She was pressed against him.
She looked down at her clothes and blushed.
The wet clothes stuck to her body, making her feel transparent, and there was no escape from his embrace.