Chapter 15: I am Your Master, You Know

Kyle, with some hesitation, explained, "CEO Leo said that you will need to accompany him to various business events and sometimes face the media, so you can't be dressed too shabbily." Sophia looked down at herself, indeed, her clothes were not only plain but also the same set from yesterday. Although she had some fine clothes at home, they certainly weren't up to the mark to accompany Leo to business events and face the media.

Sophia asked with confusion, "Why do I have to accompany him? Logically, a woman of my status should be kept hidden, right?" Kyle stuttered, unsure of how to respond.

Sophia continued, "I think there must be many noble ladies and heiresses vying to accompany him, right? Molly is one of them. I don't understand why CEO Leo would choose me?" Kyle suddenly had a flash of insight and said, "Because you are CEO Leo's fiancée, only you accompanying CEO Leo is proper and justified!" Sophia scoffed, nearly rolling her eyes as Kyle left awkwardly.

Sophia thought those shopping bags Kyle carried were all, but after he went upstairs, more than a dozen men came in successively, all carrying full shopping bags. Throughout the morning, Kyle led these men in and out, making trips upstairs with the items. Sophia could no longer remain calm and wanted to catch Kyle for a clear explanation, but he always ran faster than a rabbit.

Finally, Kyle came downstairs, panting, and Sophia caught him to ask, "Why are there so many? How can I ever afford them?" It must have already exceeded ten million! Kyle touched his nose and said, "Uh... CEO Leo said he wants you to be unable to pay for them!"

"What... What?" Sophia exclaimed. Kyle had already fled guiltily.

Leaving Sophia grinding her teeth in anger. Damn, Leo was playing this game, making her unable to pay back the money she owed him! They had agreed on a mutual exchange, and then to part ways without owing each other anything. Doing this, was he planning to continue occupying her under the pretext of her owing him, even after her brother got better?

Or, does he have other plans for her? Regardless of Leo's intentions, it was enough to trouble Sophia.

Sophia went upstairs, entered Leo's wardrobe in his room, and indeed, the clothes, shoes, bags, and jewelry bought for her already occupied no less than one-third of the space in this two hundred square meter wardrobe.

Sophia made up her mind; she would absolutely not wear these clothes or jewelry, nor would she accompany Leo to any business events!

In the following two days, Leo was nowhere to be seen, and Molly didn't come to trouble her either; Sophia should have been quite leisurely. However, she attempted to climb over the wall to get out but was caught red-handed by two strong men who appeared out of nowhere. Sophia had no choice but to give them a good beating.

It took a great effort to make them kneel and beg for mercy, only for two more strong men to appear, forcing Sophia to fight again. Later, four, then eight, then sixteen— it took a total of sixteen strong men to subdue Sophia.

"TMD, not only bullying a woman with men but also outnumbering, have you no shame!" Sophia cursed ungracefully.

One of the men solemnly said, "The CEO mentioned you're not an ordinary woman; he told us not to bother with formalities, just to capture you!"

Damn it! Sophia cursed all eighteen generations of Leo's ancestors in her mind.

She tried everything — drugging the guards at the gate with sleeping pills, flying over the roof, walking on a tightrope. Sophia was exhausted, and half of the guards had already fallen. Those damn men eventually resorted to using a tranquilizer gun on Sophia. Before losing consciousness, she swore that next time she would drug them with aphrodisiacs, lock them in a dark room, and let them sort each other out to disgust them!

She slept until the evening of the third day, which showed the guards went to great lengths to let her sleep a bit longer.

In her drowsy state, Sophia dreamt of stripping Leo's clothes off, chaining him on a huge iron bed, and then, she fed him a large bottle of aphrodisiac, leisurely enjoying the scene from beside the bed. Rats and cockroaches crawled over him, causing Leo to convulse in fear, making her laugh heartily.

Suddenly, she felt a pain on her right cheek, as if someone was hitting her...

"Awake? Who are you scheming against now, laughing so sinisterly in your dream?" Leo asked.

Sophia saw him impeccably dressed, handsome and commanding, like a president of a country, and realized it was just a dream.

She stared at him, her face full of unwillingness. "Okay, stop being resentful. Come back tonight and continue dreaming about dismembering me!" Leo teased. Sophia hummed guiltily and got out of bed.

"Take a shower, change your clothes, and accompany me to a banquet!" Leo ordered casually. Sophia turned and looked at him, "Why should I accompany you? Shouldn't Miss Lin be more suitable? Or any other noble lady, big star, big model, would be more appropriate than me!"

Leo, who was undressing, coldly scoffed, a chill beginning to emanate from his gaze, "Do you think you have the right to ask why?" Sophia was rendered speechless.

"Your master is me now. You do what I say and don't think too highly of yourself!" Leo said nonchalantly. But the more casual he sounded, the cheaper Sophia felt.

He was telling her that she was just a toy, easily controlled by him.

"This is the last time I'll remind you, better remember that, or else..." Otherwise, her brother wouldn't receive treatment, and she would end with nowhere to be buried.

Sophia finally understood how to bow her head under the eaves; she obediently walked into the bathroom.

Leo followed her, staring at her back, a satisfied and wicked smile on his face.

When the two emerged from the bathroom an hour later, Sophia's legs were trembling, barely able to stand, until Leo, in a rare gesture of grace, carried her into the dressing room.

Leo, obviously in a good mood after a full meal, even personally picked out clothes for Sophia.