Madam Mega thrashed wildly, desperate to break free.
"How dare you lay hands on me?
Have you lost your minds?"
The two bodyguards held her with an iron grip, rendering her struggles futile.
Her phone slipped from her clenched fingers and clattered to the ground.
"Let me go!!"
Ignoring her protests, the bodyguards only tightened their hold, as if they had no qualms about hurting her.
Dragged along like a prisoner, Madam Mega was hauled toward the lounge of the Mega family estate.
Servants gathered along the way, whispering and staring.
The once-respected lady of the house had been utterly humiliated.
The butler didn't rush to follow. Instead, he picked up the fallen phone and handed it to another guard.
"Take this.
Find out who she's been contacting in the last two days and check for any suspicious transactions."
"Yes, sir!"
Inside the lounge, the air was thick with tension.
