Chapter 273

"Miley Dominguez, heiress of the Dominguez family?" Sophia let out a cold laugh, her gaze turning even icier as she regarded Miley like she was nothing more than a corpse. Hearing her name, Miley thought she had found a lifeline and nodded frantically. "Yes, that's me! If you dare lay a hand on me, the Dominguez family will never let you get away with it!" "Oh? I'd love to see how they plan on stopping me." Sophia's tone dripped with mockery. Then, without another glance at Miley, she turned to Wilfrid. "What are you waiting for? Take her away." "Got it," he responded respectfully, gesturing to the men nearby. Without hesitation, they stepped forward and grabbed Miley by both arms. Sophia scanned the room, her sharp gaze landing on the whip discarded on the floor. A sinister smirk curved her lips. "You enjoy playing games, don't you?" she murmured darkly. "Fine. I'll play with you tonight." She walked over, picked up the whip, and tightened her grip around the handle. Step by ste