The fake "love you" vanished with the dimming light. The next morning, the staff told me someone was looking for me. As soon as I stepped out of the mansion, I was struck on the back of the head and lost consciousness. When I woke up again, I found myself tied up in a private room at a nightclub. My mouth was tightly taped shut, I wore a mask, and a cheongsam. Just like Serena Vance's server disguise that day. And my waist-length hair, Julian Blackwood's favorite, had been crudely cut short, barely reaching my ears. The door suddenly swung open, and Julian Blackwood's deep voice echoed. "My love, is this the madam who tortured you for three days at the nightclub?" Serena Vance cried, feeling wronged and terrified. "It's her! She said Ms. Hayes ordered her to make my life a living hell. Besides torturing me in various ways, she brought many men to humiliate me, but I fought with all my might and didn't let them succeed..." Julian Blackwood's voice grew colder with each word. "Summer certainly went too far. She's unwilling to lay a hand on me, but she's happy to make an example of others." "Get me the whip soaked in salt." 12:38 pm P DDD < My whole body trembled. I understood. Serena Vance was not only slandering me but also trying to make Julian Blackwood mistake me for the madam, to make him torture me with his own hands! I struggled, trying to explain, but my mouth was sealed shut, and my entire body was bound. Julian Blackwood held the whip, looking at the struggling woman before him. An inexplicable jolt ran through him. The lights in the private room were dim. He suddenly had an absurd thought, feeling she looked very much like me. "Husband, thank you for avenging me. This madam truly tortured me horribly, *sob*..." At that moment, Serena Vance tearfully embraced his waist, successfully dispelling his doubts. I usually disliked wearing cheongsams and always kept my long, flowing hair that he adored. This short-haired, cheongsam-clad madam couldn't possibly be his beloved me. With that thought, all warmth vanished from Julian Blackwood's eyes, replaced by a bloodthirsty frenzy. "How dare you harm my wife? I'll make you suffer a thousand times the pain." *Snap!* The whip whistled through the air and struck with brutal force. The first lash, I stiffened my back, the barbs tearing open the first bloody gash. I screamed, but it was stifled. Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!