Trial Of The Senses

After checking out, the driver drove them back to the villa of Fang family.

Sheila was not at home, and all the servants were dismissed. The villa seemed to be empty. It was not only empty, but also very messy. Clothes were everywhere, the once packed boxes were mixed with soup, water and the kitchen was also full of washed pots and pans. When they entered the villa, they felt as if they were in a trash bin, and the air was filled with a strange smell.

"Look at the mess here. Sheila even didn't clean the room." Betty kept nagging.

Ashley pushed Samuel in and said, "Betty, please clean up my father's room first to let him have a rest. Throw all of Gloria's things out."

"Yes, my lady!" Betty rolled up her sleeves and went upstairs, full of energy.

"Dad, Sheila will be back soon. Do you still want to see her?"

"I don't want to see you." Samuel shook his head, "I don't want to see them anymore."

Sheila's heart sank when she failed to find Lawyer Martin. She was in such a hurry that she didn't even know what his full name was, not to mention his office phone number and office location, so she didn't know what to do.

Although she was slightly depressed due to the unknown whereabouts of Lawyer Martin, today was a good day for her as she found a good lawyer without a penny. In order to celebrate that she found a lawyer without paying anything, Sheila decided to reward herself with a big meal! Recently, Sheila lived a frugal life. She bought clothes, shoes and even ate at a low price. She was really fond of good food.

Sheila booked a private room and had a hearty seafood feast. Until she was too full to eat, she wiped her mouth with satisfaction. Without money and people to serve her, what a poor life she had recently! Unlike in the past, men would line up to ingratiate themselves with her.

She must sleep with Lawyer Martin. He looked handsome and must be very rich. After she had him, she wouldn't have to worry about money anymore. She wouldn't have to worry about anything because Lawyer Martin would take care of everything in the future.

Sheila was fantasizing the wonderful future in her heart with a pleasure. She took a taxi all the way back to the villa of Fang family.

As soon as she got out of the car, she found that all the windows of the villa were well lit. She felt shocked. All the servants had been fired. Samuel was in hospital, and Gloria was in jail. Why was the villa ablaze with light now? Was there a thief in it?

The more Sheila thought about it, the more frightened she became. She quickly stopped the taxi that had not yet gone and asked the driver in the car for help. "Sir, this is my home. I suspect that someone has entered my home. Could you go with me?"

The driver glanced at the villa, "I know this place. You said it was your home. Are you Sheila?"

Sheila's heart trembled. Recently, as long as she was recognized, she was bound to have a bad end. She quickly denied, "no, n

said, "you are the one who should get out, not me."

Ever since Gloria led Sheila into this house, she had been dreaming that one day she would kick those two disgusting people out of this house. She had been burying this wish in her heart for many years and never told anyone. Now, she could finally realize this wish.

She had been waiting for this day for so long.

"What did you say?" "Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are? It's impossible for you to kick me out!"

"Wake up, Sheila. Are you still the daughter of the Fang family? Look at the palm print on your face. Who did this?"

Sheila quickly covered her face and said, "it's none of your business!"

"Of course, I don't care about you. As long as you move out, I don't even want to say one more word to you." Ashley continued to have her tea leisurely.

Sheila was so angry that she even turned over the tea cup with a slap. "I said I wouldn't move out! This is my house. Get out if you want. You have no right to order me to get out! "

The tea cup filled with tea was thrown on the tea table. With a loud noise, it broke into pieces and splashed a few drops of tea on Ashley's legs.

"Your home?" With a cold expression in her eyes, Ashley stood up from the sofa and stared at Sheila emotionlessly. "This house was bought by my mother and father through hard work. On what grounds do you say it is your home?"

Ashley was more than a head taller than Sheila. At such a short distance, Sheila had to look up to Ashley. Terence's imposing manner had become much more oppressive. As a result, she had to raise her voice to make up for her lack of imposing manner, "Your father is also my father. This is the house my father bought. Why can't I live in it?"

"Your father? Hehe. " "Is there anyone in the world who would give her father a death blow? You should be thankful that I didn't hand you over to the police. If you are smart enough, get out of here now. Don't let me hit you. "