The woman jumped up from the bathtub in agitation, then dashed out of the bathroom without second thoughts, leaving a wet trail behind her as her soaked clothes clung onto her body.
Alas, when the door opened, all she saw were men in black suits marching in.
She let out a scream even though these men were no strangers to her, for they were her family's bodyguards.
Don't tell me…
As she stood rooted to the spot, she saw her father emerging from behind the men, his face trying to conceal his anger. The moment he stepped through the door, he saw his daughter looking shabby and improper in her wet attire. As she had sat in the tub for a long period of time, her outfit thoroughly drenched, it clung onto her curvaceous figure and inadvertently made some of her private spots conspicuous.
Her heart sank the instant she saw her father. Thoughts swirled in her head.
"Dad… why are you here?"
