"What's gotten into you—" William Carter, impatiently, pushed away Winona Wallace who was lunging at him to strangle him.
Winona Wallace was thrown off by his force, her head hitting the nightstand heavily, nearly knocking her unconscious.
She still felt the effects of the cold medicine, and combined with the severe blow to her head, all her strength seemed to drain away, leaving her slumped at the bedside for quite some time, unable to get up.
William Carter looked at her naked body, a flash of greed in his eyes.
He liked playing with young models, purely for their youth.
The woman before him was clearly more enticing than any young model he had ever played with. Though she was originally a burden taken in by the Wallace family, she had the delicate charm of a well-raised lady.
William Carter had never met Winona Wallace or Leslie Howard, and mistakenly thought the little sweetheart in front of him was Leslie Howard.
