Chapter 698

Millie fervently struggled against him, all while doing her utmost to call for help.

“Cease struggling and relish it. I excel at this.”

“Get lost!”

“Your complexion is so flawless.”

“T advise you to behave sensibly. You’re no match for me. Endure tonight.”

Normally strong-willed, Millie felt crippling fear from the darkness that enveloped her.

“Release me. I can offer you money.” Millie attempted to reason with the man.

“Somebody’s already paid me. I want you tonight.”

Someone had paid him? Someone had orchestrated this. Millie’s fingertips quivered.

Hurriedly, Millie offered, “I can give you…”

Before she could finish, he interrupted gruffly. “Enough with your prattle. I didn’t come here to chat.”

In the shadows, Millie seized a bottle from her bedside table and hurled it at the window, hoping the

noise would alert someone to come to her rescue.

The sound of shattering glass echoed.

Leon was on the verge of driving away when he noticed the window in Millie’s room shattering. He

paused for a moment, then swiftly exited the car and dashed upstairs.

Reaching Millie’s front door, Leon pounded on it forcefully.

“Millie.”

Receiving no response, Leon raised his foot and kicked the door open. He heard Millie’s faint cries

from within.

“Ah… Help…”

The man’s repulsive advances continued as Millie deftly dodged.

Leon switched on the lights and rushed into the bedroom. He immediately shoved aside the stranger

who was pinning Millie down.

The man groaned in pain and writhed on the floor. Millie huddled on the floor, drenched in a cold sweat.

Upon observing Millie in what appeared to be a daze, Leon’s anger erupted. He seized the man by his

collar and unleashed a barrage of punches. The man was incapacitated, incapable of mounting a

defense, and he let out pained yelps.