Chapter 771 - Lover

Translator: Atlas StudiosEditor: Atlas Studios

Half an hour later, Florence saw her niece Pamela in an upscale suite of the Oasis Hotel in Orange County.

Inall fairness, Pamela was indeed very beautiful. She had a pair of large eyes, a pointed chin, and fair, supple skin. Her appearance was typical of many Howards.

Moreover, she was in her prime at only 25 years old.

But Florence and Pamela didn’t have many opportunities to meet in the past because Pamela had spent four years in college and a couple more years in graduate school abroad. She had only returned to the US a few months ago, so there had been barely any interaction between them.

“Aunt Florence.”

‘The two met at the entrance of the hotel suite, and Pamela merely greeted Florence lightly before letting her in without saying anything further.

She also knew Florence’s purpose for taking her to California, but the highly educated Pamela absolutely couldn’t accept a marriage alliance.

Florence took the initiative to walk toward Pamela and said lovingly, “Pamela, do you hate the marriage alliance that much? The Master of California is a handsome and talented young man. At such a young age, he’s already…”

“Aunt Florence, you don’t have to go on,” Pamela interrupted before Florence could finish. “No matter how good that person you mentioned is, I won’t like him. I already have feelings for someone else, and I won’t marry anyone except him!”

Despite keeping a straight face, Florence was overjoyed.

Although Pamela was the candidate the Howards had chosen to marry the Master of California, it would be hard to say what would happen if Pamela wasn’t willing to do it.

Besides, Florence didn’t want Pamela to marry the Master of California at all because she felt that her daughter was the one who should marry him!

Pamela being unhappy was exactly what she wanted!

But Florence naturally wouldn’t show these intentions. She frowned slightly and advised as an elder, “You can’t think like this. You have to understand that you’re a daughter of the Howards, and the family has raised you to this age. Isn’t it time to repay the family?

“Besides, this marriage is an order from the helmsman. If you can’t complete it, you will have no place in the Howards in the future. What should have originally belonged to you will also be confiscated and redistributed to others. You have to think through this carefully!”

She knew that Pamela didn’t like to hear such words about a woman’s duty being to repay her family for raising her. Thus, she deliberately said so to invoke a sense of rebellion in Pamela.

“It’s not up to me to decide which family I’m born in. I can work for the family to repay them. But if I have to sacrifice my happiness for the rest of my life and marry a man I don’t even know and am not interested in, I would rather die!

“Also, I don’t care for those things that the family has given me. Anyone can take them away!”

With that, Pamela no longer wanted to talk to Florence about this matter and immediately asked her to leave. “Aunt Florence, I’m feeling under the weather today, so I won’t chat with you anymore. Please leave!”

“_.” Blorence was silent for a moment before continuing to say gently, “Alright, I’ll get going first then. Have a good rest. I’ll contact you again after I find the Master of California.”

After waiting for Florence to leave, Pamela lay on the bed and took out a photo from her phone case.

In the photo was a young soldier dressed in a camouflage uniform. He was in his twenties, and he was staring in a certain direction with a blazing gaze.

Pamela brushed her finger gently against the young soldier’s cheek with love and adoration in her eyes.

“Where are you now?” she gently murmured while looking at the person in the photo.

If Florence saw this photo, she would be extremely astonished because the person in the photo was actually Lucas, whom she had already met twice!

But Lucas was wearing a camouflage uniform in the photo, and his hair was much shorter than his current hairstyle.

Moreover, from the angle of the photo, the photographer had clearly taken it without permission.

Looking at the resolute-looking man in the photo, Pamela couldn’t help having her mind wander off to a year and a half ago.

At the time, she had still been studying in Canada and was extremely influenced by many romantic cultures. Pamela had decided to use the summer break to travel to some scenic towns on her own. She had even recorded her journey as a memoir of her youth.

But she didn’t expect to suddenly encounter a terrorist attack in a remote town!

These attackers were obviously a gang, and there was crossfire between two gangs for some unknown reason.

Pamela was extremely unfortunate to have been near the area.

Pamela, who had lived in a peaceful and comfortable environment since she was a child, had never seen such a scene. She immediately turned pale with fear and tried to find a place to hide.

Unfortunately, she wasn’t lucky enough. When one of the gangs had completely wiped out the other and was about to retreat, they discovered Pamela, who was hiding in a corner and shivering.

“Hey, quickly, look what I found. There’s a beautiful girl here!”

After discovering Pamela, a man covered in blood immediately grabbed her by the arm and pulled her out while calling out to his brothers.

With his shout, ten-odd masculine men gathered around and looked at the petite and beautiful Pamela with lustful and lecherous smiles on their faces.

“Haha, this chick isn’t bad! She’s gorgeous and young too! I like her!”

“Heh, this beautiful girl should obviously be enjoyed by the boss first! When he’s done having enough fun, it’ll be our turn!”

“Hahahaha, no problem!”

They laughed bizarrely before reaching out to grab Pamela.

Pamela was scared out of her wits and could only beg for mercy to the group, “You… don’t come over! Please let me off! My family is rich, and I can give you lots of money! I’ll give you all the cash and bank cards I have. Please let me go!”

But Pamela didn’t know that the more a beautiful woman begged for mercy pitifully, the more it would invoke men’s desire to torture. It was impossible to let her off.

“Haha, little beauty, just stop struggling. You’re mine now!”

‘The leader of the gang went up to Pamela, pressed her onto the ground in public, and wanted to rip off her clothes.

Pamela desperately struggled, wailed, and screamed her lungs out. But a petite and vulnerable woman like her obviously couldn’t compete with the strong and bloodthirsty men.

The large group of people around them cheered, and Pamela wished she could die right there and then.

At this moment, a clear and cold voice penetrated the repulsive hellhole, striking her in her heart.

“Stop what you’re doing, scumbags!”