Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies

Chapter 34

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.

If Anthony had taken her passport, whese would he hide

it?

Either in a room, or…in a study?

It was just a matter of luck.

After eating, Anne walked away, avoided the servants and went to the study.

The door was unlocked. She pushed in and hurriedly closed the door.

The study was large, minimalist, cold and stressful, as if Anthony himself was in the room.

Anne held her breath and walked to the desk, rummaging through the documents and drawers, but could not find it.

She turned her attention to the bookshelf again. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

She could go through those piles of books. Then her fingers stopped, seeing something dark green next to a thick book.

Anne took it out and noticed that it was indeed her passport, with her ID card in it. She felt joy and excitement.

As long as she left before Anthony found out, he would not be able to catch her as he can no longer keep track on her cell phone’s GPS.

When Anne was thinking about where to hide her passport in her clothes, her body suddenly froze. Turning her face slowly, her heart stopped when she saw the hidden camera in the corner of the study. The telltale blinking red light made her blood run cold.

“You really disappointed me.” The door of the study suddenly opened, and Anthony appeared like a devil.

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

Anthony looked at the things on the ground, his voice cold and terrifying, “Is this what you meant when you said you won’t run away again?” “You…you framed me?” Anne reacted.

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.

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