Dozens of comments filled the post, congratulating her.
Luna stared at the screen for a long time, then she finally made up her mind and dialed a number.
“Uncle, I’m going to divorce Morgan. Give me seven days. We’ll take back the inheritance my mother left us.”
The moment Luna hung up the phone, her husband’s driver pulled up in front of her. “Ma’am, Mr. Elwood asked me to take you to a restaurant. He prepared a surprise for you.”
She hesitated for a while. She didn’t want to go, but before she could refuse, two tall bodyguards stepped forward and forced her into the car.
When they arrived at the restaurant, she was pushed into a dark private room. It was completely empty and the large mirror on the wall reflected her pale face.
She quickly turned around, looking for the two bodyguards who brought her, but they were already gone. The door was locked from the outside.
Her heartbeat grew faster and faster as memories of her kidnapping came rushing back.
Back then, she had been locked in a small, windowless room and tortured endlessly for days. She had only survived by whispering her mother’s and Morgan’s names over and over in her mind.