Chapter 112: Shopping Spree at Midnight

“Terrible…”

Before she could finish cursing him, about ten uniformly dressed young men stood lined up in the corner. As soon as she noticed them, they approached and greeted respectfully, “Good evening, Mr. Hudson, Mrs. Hudson!”

Even if she weren’t the sharpest tool in the shed, Easton’s erect postures and the sharpness exuding from them made it clear they were bodyguards.

“Your job is to keep an eye on Mrs. Hudson. Without my permission, she’s not to step outside this house,” Easton commanded coolly.

“Yes, sir!”

The unanimous response echoed in Ellis’s ears, stirring deep resentment within her. Great, these bodyguards were just as displeasing to her as the scumbag.

“You psycho, don’t be so shameless!” She glared at him icily. “Who do you think you are to control my freedom? You think you’re…”

“It seems I’ve been too lenient,” Easton interrupted her. “I was going to allow you the run of the house and the yard, but now, I’ve changed my mind. You can stay in your room and reflect on your manners.”

Imprisoned, a fact now set in stone, Ellis was furious to no avail. To Easton, she was nothing more than an object to be dismissed at will, insignificant as a grain of sand. Even if he crushed her here, would anyone even find out?

Fuming, she ignored the scumbag and looked around, noting every detail of the elevator and the exterior, searching for any potential escape routes. The scumbag followed behind her, not stopping her explorations. He seemed to know what she was up to but didn’t call her out, confident in his belief that Ellis couldn’t possibly escape from here.