Chapter 15

Iris looked at Kenny as if she had seen a ghost before quickly turning around and fleeing the other way. Kenny promptly shouted, "Ms. Lynd?! Mr. Franklin is here too!" Iris only ran quicker at those words and disappeared from a junction. Kenny promptly called Thomas. "Sir, I found her, but she gave me the slip." "Contact the best local private security company. Find her!" Thomas snapped coldly. "Yes, Mr. Franklin!" - Meanwhile, Bobby was limping with a crutch as he left the hospital, having learned that Iris' grandmother had returned to her hometown, Little Dover. And since Iris always followed her grandmother around, that was the only place she would go! Bobby's breathing turned rapid as he imagined catching Iris and torturing her, and he smiled sinisterly… - It was only in the afternoon that Kenny confirmed Iris had headed to Little Dover. The head of the private security company they hired was sitting in Thomas' Bentley with the man himself as they headed over. The man who called himself 'Boss' was a local bigshot who oppressed the people, and seeing that Thomas paid him one hundred and fifty thousand dollars without hesitation, he knew that he had just hit the jackpot. Smiling fawningly, Boss said, "The village is just ahead, sir, but the road is too rugged for cars. Should I send my people in to retrieve her?" Thomas shot him an icy glare warningly before growling, "Tell them not to touch her. I'm going there myself!" It was soon 8 PM, and the villagers were all out and about, gossiping among themself. "What's going on? Why are there so many luxury cars coming into the village? Did someone among us get rich?" "Could it be true that there’s a gold mine behind our mountain? And that’s why rich folks are here to dig for gold?" "Then we'd all be rich!" On the other hand, Iris felt a sense of dread, her fingers shuddering when she heard that there were plenty of luxury cars coming in. She remembered what Kenny was shouting behind her as she fled earlier—Thomas had come to Port Town! Fidgeting right then, she told her grandmother nervously, "I want to go home to sleep, Grandma." "Okay, take your time. I'll stay here with my friends." She nodded and took a quiet path back—she just did not expect that her attempt to elude Thomas' search made her easier to find for someone else, who was watching her in secret for a while. As Iris strode along through the dark path, she did not notice the man on crutches who sneakily followed her and was leering at her lustfully. Naturally, it was Bobby, bent on getting his revenge! Still, Iris eventually felt a chill and panickedly ran toward the shack and locked the door. Relieved, she headed to her room. Soon after, however, the door was easily pried open, and Bobby slipped inside! He had been hurrying all the way there, throwing away his crutch along the way. He couldn’t help smiling evilly now. ‘Wonderful! This suits me just fine—her grandmother's shack is isolated, and I can take my time with that little b*tch!’ he thought inwardly He quickly strode through, despite his limp toward the only lit room. Iris was making her bed when the door opened with a creak. She looked back in panic, but the stinking man had already lunged at her, knocking her to the floor. She then saw Bobby. His face was contorted with savagery and lust! Her face turned pale, and she cried out in panic, "Help! Umph—" Bobby put a hand over her mouth without haste, leering at her from head to toe with malice. "Help? Didn't you get yourself some bigshot who beat me up and left me in the hospital for so long? They even told me my business went bankrupt after that! Stop pretending to be a chaste and virtuous woman—you're just a whore like your mom, your aunt, and the rest of your family!" His breathing turning rapid, he leaned in impatiently to kiss her, but Iris turned away, avoiding him. "Help! Help!!!" She kept crying at the top of her lungs, her cheeks covered in tears as she struggled as hard as she could—and as she flailed, her leg just happened to kick him in the balls! Bobby spasmed and fell off her, and she quickly scrambled for the door, only for Bobby to grab her hair and pull her back. He slammed her to the floor with a loud thud before flipping her and slapping her repeatedly. Iris almost blacked out, her fair cheeks turning swollen and red while she bled from her lips. Bobby then got up and locked the door before lunging at Iris viciously. "You b*tch! You kicked me! I'll kill you!" He ripped off her clothes with an audible tear, baring her fair skin while her tears seemed to spur him more. She clawed at his eyes while she continued to scream, "Help, somebody!!! Help!!!" She kept fighting with all her strength, but it was pointless against a grown man—she watched in fear as he caught both her wrists and held them over her head, her tears continuing to flow down her pale cheeks… It was so disgusting! She did not want to be sullied… she would rather die! A certain man's cold visage came to her mind just then. 'Save me, Thomas…' Bobby grinned broadly as he stared at Iris' face which was filled with tears of despair. His face contorted with savagery as he pulled again—her blouse was opened wider then, baring her alabaster-colored bra, while her skirt was pushed up to her thigh. But even as he kept her firmly restrained to take the next logical step, there was a bang as loud as an explosion! The dilapidated wooden door behind him was reduced to splinters, with a chunk slamming heavily on Bobby's back. "Argh!" he bellowed as he turned toward the door, snapping, "Who are you? How dare you mess with me?!" His outburst stopped in an instant, however. His heart was pounding, and he watched as the demonic man slowly walked into the room under the escort of a group of men!