Chapter 2

At dusk, I returned to Damian's hilltop estate.

Armed guards in black suits lined the road up the mountain. Security was incredibly tight.

Inside the estate, the courtyard was already filled with fresh flowers and balloons.

The made men of Damian's syndicate stood in a massive, dark crowd.

When they saw me walk in, their expressions became complicated.

I walked further into the courtyard, only to notice a tightly tied burlap sack sitting in the corner!

Seeing that sack made my entire body go rigid.

Right then, Vanessa walked up to me, putting on a victim act. "Chloe, I originally just wanted to lock your mother in the basement to teach her a lesson."

"But then I thought, since Damian's mother is coming home today, maybe they should meet. Don't you think?"

So, the person inside that sack was Damian’s mother?

My heart hammered against my ribs. I opened my mouth to speak.

But Damian stepped forward, wrapping his arm around Vanessa's waist, and comforted her softly. "Vanessa, you’re always so thoughtful."

"Though... my mother probably wouldn't care to look at a piece of trash like her anyway."

With that, Damian turned his dark, cold gaze toward me. "Chloe, look at what your mother did."

"Not only did she exhaust Vanessa today, but she also ruined the homecoming party I personally prepared for my mother."

My body trembled. I wanted to rush over and rip open the sack to save her.

But before I could even take a step, several bodyguards surrounded me, brutally pinning me to the ground and tying my hands with heavy rope.

I struggled to lift my head, my eyes burning red as I stared at the sack. "Damian, I advise you to take a good look at who is actually inside that sack!"

Damian frowned. "Isn't it just your mother? What is there to look at?"

"I don't want to dirty my eyes."

Beside him, his right-hand man, Marcus, chimed in with deep disdain. "Boss spent weeks setting up this estate to welcome his mother. She hasn't even arrived yet, and you and your mother are already ruining things. Aren't you disgusted with yourself?"

"If you ask me, we should just throw her back in the dog kennel to save us the embarrassment."

"Did you really start believing you're Mrs. Sinclair? Vanessa is the true future lady of this family."