Two Million for a Dress? You'll Regret That Bill

They pinned me down to the floor roughly. I was pressed against the cold floor, and my bones ached.

Wendy slowly walked up to me and looked down at me triumphantly. She raised her foot and aimed her sharp heel at my stomach before stomping down.

Pain spread from my stomach to every inch of my body. I blacked out from the pain and curled up.

"You witch! How dare you seduce my man! How dare you!"

Cursing incessantly, she ordered the men, "Beat her as hard as you can! Beat her until she begs for you to stop!"

Endless punches and kicks rained down on my body, my back, my legs, and my arms. It felt like my bones were about to shatter.

I gritted my teeth and glared at her. Whimpers escaped my mouth involuntarily.

I tried to explain and struggle, but my attempts were met with only heavier blows. They stomped on my back and crushed my dignity.

They pulled my hair until it was disheveled. My expensive silk jacket was torn and dusty from rolling around on the floor.

I didn't know how long it lasted. It might have just been a few minutes, but it felt like a century.

They beat me until my head was dizzy and my vision turned blurry. Only when I tasted blood in my mouth was Wendy satisfied. She ordered them to stop and walked up to me.

Then, she stepped on my shoulder with the very same heel that crushed my dignity and pinned me to the floor. She looked down at me with twisted triumph.

"How's that, old hag? Have you reflected on your mistakes?"

She crouched and lifted my chin with her finger and forced me to look at her arrogant face. Her nails were painted red.

"Now, let us discuss how much you owe me." Her smile was greedy and sinister when she said, "You still have to pay the two million dollars I billed you.

"In addition, you traumatized me today, so you need to pay me three million dollars as compensation." She slapped my cheek lightly in a condescending manner.

"In total, you owe me five million dollars. This is what you get for seducing my man and forcing me to design a gown for you.

"You're not leaving unless you pay up. I'll share how you've been seducing men all these years on the internet and ruin your reputation!" Wendy added.

I lay on the floor. It was hard to breathe with the pain. I knew that I would die here if this went on.

Wendy was insane. There was no point in talking to a lunatic.

I hacked up blood. The red splatters on the floor were frightening.

With all the energy I had left, I raised my head and looked at her. My voice was hoarse and weak. "Fine… I'll pay…"

She smiled greedily and triumphantly. "You should've done this in the first place."

I ignored her mocking statement and unlocked my phone. Then, I called a number I remembered well.

The call quickly connected. The voice of my best friend, Helen Nelson, came from the other end of the line.

"Yasmine? What's wrong? Your voice sounds off."

Seeing the arrogant look on Wendy's face, I calmly said with all my strength, "Bring five million dollars to the location I'll be sharing with you right now."

Then, I ended the call and sent her my location.

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