Heather and Emma glanced at the copy, their faces blanching, and they suddenly lost their tongue.
Observing their dismay, Stella shook her head with a sneer.
She had expected them to put up more of a fight!
"Go ahead. Let's wrap this up quickly and proceed to the next part," she said, her smile laden with implication as her eyes sparkled with mischief.
Within moments, the bodyguards sprang into action.
The manor soon filled with a cacophony of destruction, resonating from all corners.
Heather's heart raced with each crash and shatter.
Terrified, Emma clung to her mother then suddenly remembered something critical, her eyes widening in alarm. "s**t! Don't touch the limited-edition cosmetics set I just shipped from overseas! Don't smash that!"
In a panic, she wriggled free from Heath
