What's wrong with Miss Grant?

Hearing their disgusting words, Vanessa was at a loss since she understood that she was losing her consciousness pretty fast and the panic was kicking in her insides. Helpless, her eyes roamed across the closed room while her nails dug into her palm and gritted her teeth to remain sane, and her misty amber pools gleamed when they landed on the vase resting on the side table. She eyed the men with a smug smile and they thought she was giving them seductive hints, but in the next moment, she grabbed the vase and threw it at them using all her strength. As it had consumed her remaining energy, her body was exhausted and she fell back onto the sofa, while the men shrieked in pain as it came too unexpectedly. On top of it, they were unprepared for the attack and blood trickled down from their faces. As if the heavens had shown some mercy on her, the door was pushed open with a bang making the men panic. Without wasting another second, Fiona and Jasper sprinted towards Vanessa and eyeing her