The loud shout startled Eleanor Bishop. Her eyes widened, and she looked uneasily at Archie Lockwood.
Archie Lockwood was quite satisfied with her reaction.
He believed that a woman like Eleanor Bishop didn't just need money—she also needed extravagance!
That was the only way to satisfy her vanity.
As his woman, he would do his utmost to provide whatever she wanted.
He would also make her understand that no one—no one—was more powerful than Archie Lockwood!
Jason Lockwood was never his equal, and from this day forward, no one ever would be!
"Archie Lockwood, what on earth are you trying to do? Why did you bring me back here?" Eleanor Bishop only dared to ask in a low voice as she watched Archie Lockwood carry her into the house.
Archie Lockwood carried her over to the sofa. He carefully set her down and said in a cold voice, "From now on, you'll live here!"
"L-Live here?" Upon hearing his words, the color drained from Eleanor's face, leaving it deathly pale.
