"Othiel Evans...don't do this..." Orlando Evans struggled desperately, but she hardly had any strength left to resist.
"You and I have no blood relation; you are a stranger to me now," Othiel Evans laughed even more unrestrainedly.
Orlando's head reeled, and she nearly lost consciousness.
Othiel's heartless words brutally reminded her that she was no longer a daughter of the Evans Family—she wasn't!
She and Othiel were no longer siblings, not connected by even a shred of blood. How could this man possibly let her go?
Her chastity... she ultimately couldn't keep it.
It was uncertain how much time had passed before Orlando slowly regained consciousness.
Upon opening her eyes, she saw an opulent crystal chandelier.
She lay on a soft bed.
Where was this?
