บททั้งหมดของ THE BILLIONAIRE'S SURROGATE: HIS HOUND CHOOSES ME : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 27

Chapter 22As they advanced, their faces grew tight and daring, weapons drawn and ready.I held my breath, one eye shut, anticipating the worst. Where was Dan’s Plan B?"Seems you need to be taught a lesson," the leader sneered, raising a heavy steel rod.In a flash, Dan dipped his right hand into his pocket while clamping his left hand firmly over his nose. He whipped out a small canister of sleeping spray.I bit my lip so hard that I almost tasted blood. Was this Plan B?Before I could shout a warning, Dan moved. In a wild, spinning twist, he unleashed the sleeping spray directly into their faces, one after the other.Within seconds, the corridor vanished beneath a thick mist. The sharp, chemical scent hit me, and I quickly covered my face.When the mist finally cleared, the men were strewn across the floor, snoring like felled trees. Only one man remained standing.Dan.I stepped out of my hiding place, my heart still hammering against my ribs. A proud smile stretched across Dan's

I stood up, my throat tight and my pulse hammering. My gaze remained locked on the door, bracing myself for whatever was about to walk through it.If Dan had truly gone to my mother, I was ready to face the consequences. I just had to make sure none of the fallout hit Elena.Suddenly, the door burst open. Dan entered first, panting and sweating heavily as if he had just run a marathon. He was clutching a leather medical bag to his chest as though his very life depended on it.My eyes followed him as he staggered toward me, still catching his breath. Then my gaze shifted past his shoulder to the doorway. A shadow loomed in the hall, bending down briefly to examine the unconscious men scattered across the floor.Before I could fully process the sight, the family doctor stepped into the room.My eyes widened. What is he doing here?I nearly screamed the question aloud. As the doctor walked further into the dim light, his own eyes widened when he noticed my bare chest and the damp shirt i

Elena's POV"Let go of me!" I yelled, thrashing against them. But their grips were like iron cuffs around my wrists.They dragged me out of the room, hauling me down a grand, sprawling corridor I didn't even know existed. The moment we stepped into the open air, the brilliant morning sun struck my eyes. I gasped, frantically trying to shield my face from the blinding light with my shoulder.As they continued dragging me, we passed several groups of maids. The moment they saw me, they covered their mouths, whispering in low tones that made my stomach drop."I actually feel bad for her. She's about to become a sacrificial lamb.""I heard even her own father disowned her and left.""Well, that's what she gets for trying to frame the matriarch for her own son's attack."I swallowed hard, fear twisting in my throat.A sacrificial lamb? What do they mean? Were they taking me to an execution?When we finally turned into a wing of the estate I actually recognized, the entire area was buzzing