Anastasia pushed past the Lawson family's servants and rushed to the third floor. Just as she was trying to figure out which room Harrison was in, she heard a loud crash from a room to her right.
Her heart skipped a beat. She hurried over and tried the doorknob, but it was locked.
Without hesitation, she stepped back and ordered, "Open it!"
Her two bodyguards immediately moved forward to break down the door.
Mr. and Mrs. Lawson rushed up the stairs, their faces dark. "Anastasia! What do you think you're doing in my house?!"
The commotion had attracted a few curious guests, who followed them up.
Anastasia didn't spare the Lawsons a single glance. "Keep going!" she commanded.
With a loud bang, the door was kicked open, revealing the scene inside to everyone.
Anastasia’s expression turned to ice when she saw Naomi on the floor, her clothes in disarray.
Harrison stood nearby, his tie loosened. He looked up at the sound, his eyes deep and cold.
"Naomi!"
Mrs. Lawson rushed in and cradled a pale Naomi, then turned on Harrison. "Harrison! What did you do to my daughter?!"
Harrison ignored her completely. His eyes found Anastasia first, and he strode calmly over to her. "What are you doing here?" he asked softly.
"You didn't answer my call, so I came."
His call?
Harrison's brow furrowed as he glanced in a certain direction.

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