Wynn walked down from the top floor lifelessly and miserably. She could not stop the tears that were rolling down her cheeks.
Why? Why did Philip hide this from her?
She felt hurt and betrayal that she had never felt before.
Wynn started to question herself. Was she just one of Philip’s toys?
She felt that Chloe was too domineering. She was not her opponent at all.
What should she do? How should she face this?
Wynn felt exhausted. She started walking with no destination in mind.
At this time, a group of people who looked like thugs began following behind her.
They had received the signal and been waiting on the first floor for a very long time. They looked at each other while rubbing their fists before heading over to Wynn quickly.
“Hey pretty lady, you’re looking hot. Your skin is so fair and your legs are so slender. Daddy likes women like you. Why isn’t there a man with you? Do you want to have a drink with me and the boys?”
“Why is a pretty lady like you crying? Who bulli