Chapter 34 - Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies By Pink Dolphin

Chapter 34 She woke up in a daze, with a splitting headache, and found herself lying on the carpet not far from the door.

It was as if she was thrown like trash.

She did not need to think to know who did this to her.

Anne sat up, and the familiar surroundings reminded her that she was in the Royal Mansion.

God really took pity on her and gave her such a good opportunity!

Anne cleaned up her mess in the bathroom and went downstairs.

Hayden came over to her. “Miss Vallois, the food is ready.

“Where’s Anthony?” Anne asked.

“Mr. Marwood has gone out.”

Anne nodded and went to eat.

her passport, whese would

it?

room,

a matter

eating, Anne walked away, avoided the servants and went

was unlocked. She pushed in and

minimalist, cold and stressful, as if Anthony himself

rummaging through the documents and drawers, but could not find

attention to the bookshelf

Then her fingers stopped, seeing something dark green

out and noticed that it was indeed her passport, with her ID card in

would not be able to catch her as he can

slowly, her heart stopped when she saw the hidden camera in the

door of the study

so frightened that the passport in her hand fell to the ground, taking a few steps back, and her face turned

this what you meant when you said you won’t run away again?”

Anthony stepped forward and pinched her face

“Ouch!” Anne gasped in pain. “Why else would you think I let you live near me? Did you think I genuinely wanted you to live a happy life?” “You…you devil!” Anne had tears in her eyes, and she hated him so much.

“Yes, I’m a demon who exists just to torture you!”

Anne was thrown into the basement.

“Ah!” Anne fell to the ground and got up hastily.

She was too slow. The door closed, and the entire basement fell into darkness!

“Open the door! Let me out!” Anne hammered on the door with her hand and kicked it with her foot. “Let me out! Anthony, Anthony!”

No one paid her any attention.

Anne pressed her body against the door, looking at the dark basement, her long-lost fear suffocating her.

When she was twelve years old, Anthony threw her into this dark basement because Anthony’s phone slipped out of her hands into the toilet bowl while she was using it to search for some information on her studies.

At that time, her uncle and aunt were not at home. She seemed to have been forgotten. She was starved for three days and three nights, and was about to die before she was released by Anthony.