The unexpected movement caught Anathea off guard, and she stumbled straight into Gregory's arms. Anathea was startled. She instinctively tried to get up, but Gregory held her down, leaving her unable to move.
"You..." Before Anathea could finish her sentence, Gregory had already pinned her down on the couch, leaving her no chance to speak.
Anathea was shocked as there were people outside.
Gregory sneered. "Aren't you afraid? Let me help you."
Anathea tried to resist. She felt her heart race, fear coursing through her veins. She couldn't go through with this. "Gregory, please don't…"
She stopped begging Gregory and accepted it. Meanwhile, Gregory remained indifferent. A persistent noise filled her mind, leaving her frozen in disbelief.
Just then, someone knocked on the office door.
"Mr. Sinclair?" It was Martin.
Anathea saw a glimmer of hope when she saw Martin pushing the office door open slightly.
"Get out!" Gregory shouted.
Martin was stunned. He'd rarely seen Gregory
