The girl looked absolutely terrified by Marshall's aggressive demeanor.
She shook her head in panic, pleading with the crowd for help. "No, Mr. Spencer, you've violated me so many times! Please, just let me go this once. I really hate you."
"Please, don't do this to me anymore. I'm so scared. It hurts so much, and I don't want to get pregnant and miscarry again. I'm in so much pain. Please let me go..."
The girl cried her heart out, shrinking back in fear. Her pitiful appearance made the onlookers' hearts ache in sympathy.
Seeing the situation spiral, the bodyguards secretly stationed to protect Marshall quickly rushed over and restrained him.
"Let... let me go... I'm burning up..." Marshall groaned in distress.
"Enough!" Natalie shouted.
The girl froze, her tear-stained face turning toward Natalie.
Natalie met her surprised gaze with a cold scoff. In the girl's eyes, there were only tears, but no genuine panic from being assaulted. Beneath the crying, there was nothing but calculated calmness.
"Miss, are you done acting? If you're done, take a break. Your acting is atrocious. Marshall is the one who's been drugged, and you are the only one completely sober here. Stop playing the victim for your own benefit."
The crowd fell dead silent.
Playing the victim?
This...


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