At five o'clock, the sun was no longer that scorching.

Judith squatted by the road at the foot of the hill and kept stretching her neck to look around, "What is he dallying for..."

She regretted it as soon as she left, but Theo's ruthless warning still echoed in her ears. She didn't want to admit defeat.

"Who do you think you are? Do you really think you're as fortunate as the deceased lady of the Pate family just because you bear the same name? Don't overrate yourself, or you might be killed.

A homeless girl like you is no match for the Pate family and the Reid family! You think you can leverage your pretty face and rise to the top?

If you dare to approach Mr. Reid or hurt Miss Pate again, don't blame me for resorting to nasty means!

I'll destroy everything, and you'll really regret it!"

"Judith is not fortunate..."

Judith gave a self-deprecating smile and lifted her socks to cover the unsightly thick scars on her ankles.

After quite a while, she groaned somberly and poked at the ants on the ground in frustration.

"Are you stupid or something? He scolded you, and you let Victor see your scheme? Now what? That damn secretary will talk behind your back."

She heaved a deep sigh, "Ah... poor Edgar will lose money again. His life is more miserable than mine."

But Victor was different from the rumor. Maybe she could apologize and lose less money.

At the thought of the reserved man, she couldn't help but cover her burning nose.

"To be honest, Victor is really a hot old fella..."

No one in this world was worthy of him. The perfect idol should be enshrined by mortals like her. His halo should not be tarnished by Michele!

Their marriage must be stopped!

Screech...

All of a sudden, the ear-piercing sounds from car brakes interrupted her wild flights of fancy.

No sooner had she raised her eyes than a bunch of menacing bodyguards in black closed in.

The window of the car in the center dropped slowly, revealing a familiar face.

He had slicked-back hair, and a few strands drooped down his side face.

Behind the gold-rimmed glasses were a pair of slanted eyes as gentle as the spring breeze.

Only his gaze at her was filled with disgust, fierceness, and coldness.

As old memories swarmed back, she pursed her lips tightly and glared at the man.

Him!

Her brother doted on her for 14 years and then ruined her life!

They used to live together, so Tim recognized her at once.

When he first saw Judith, he was stunned, and his mind went blank momentarily.

In his impression, she was pretty but like a doll in the showcase.

Now, Judith had both girlish innocence and womanly charm.

Her once empty eyes were now filled with defiance.

When those qualities were mixed, she was charming yet dangerous just like a blooming poppy.

After quite a while, Tim croaked, "You shouldn't have come back."

Judith restrained her voice from trembling with hatred and snorted, "If not, how am I supposed to send you to hell?"

"The Pate family is more powerful than ever, and you stand no chance!"

Tim continued in a cold voice, "You broke Michele's finger and then injured her severely. Today, we'll settle it all! You'll pay a heavier price for her pain!"

He waved to his bodyguard and instructed coldly, "Get her, keep her alive, she's still of some use!"