Chapter 2 I'll Cut It Out
The moment she saw Philip, the memories of that night hit her like a tidal wave, suffocating her.
"Get away! Get away from me!"
"Grab her! Tonight, send her to Philip's room!"
Sophia's arms were pinned down like a bird in a cage, her body weak and powerless.
Her jaw was pried open, and several cups of strong liquor were forced down her throat.
"Being with Philip is an honor for you. After tonight, the Brown Group will definitely get the compensation!"
The triumphant laughter of the Brown family echoed in her ears, her vision growing increasingly blurry.
When she opened her eyes again, she saw Philip, completely naked.
He looked down at her as if she were a stray dog.
Before Sophia could speak, a large hand gripped her neck tightly.
Her clothes, barely hanging on her shoulders, were torn to shreds by Philip. Sophia wanted to cry out in protest, but could only manage muffled whimpers.
The pressure on her shoulders and the pain of being penetrated filled her entire body.
The endless pain and pounding made Sophia think she was going to die.
After the night, a handful of money fell from the air.
"Consider yourself sold to me for tonight. Don't get any funny ideas."
"Sophia, pretending not to know me?"
The memories flooded back as she looked up at Philip.
Humiliation, disgust, and embarrassment surged within her.
Sophia forced a smile, her pale lips curling up.
"How could I not recognize the business tycoon Philip Mitchell?"
She glanced around, regained a bit of strength, and stood up.
"Mr. Mitchell, it is an accident that I come to your territory. I won't disturb your work. I'll be leaving now."
She turned and pulled open a crack in the door, but a large hand reached over her shoulder and held the door shut.
"Mr. Mitchell, what are you..."
Philip's right hand gripped Sophia's neck and pulled her back, causing her to fall into his arms like a broken doll.
Meeting his snake-like, sinister eyes, Sophia felt a wave of fear.
Everyone in high society knew Philip was a complete lunatic!
Suddenly, a cold sensation came from her neck, and Sophia's heart skipped a beat. She knew very well that what was pressed against her neck was a knife!
"Philip, what are you trying to do?"
Sophia tried to remain calm, her eyes constantly searching for a chance to escape.
The Brown family had used such methods to toy with him; he wouldn't let her off easily!
Philip's eyes were filled with amusement.
"Ms. Brown, I just want to know whose child you are carrying."
Sophia froze, humiliation and shame flooding her heart.
"What do you mean? Do you think I have other men?"
The cold knife slid down Sophia's neck, lingering at her collarbone.
The blade occasionally pricked her skin, but Philip showed no signs of stopping.
The top button of her shirt met the knife and instantly snapped, her neckline opening wide.
"Philip!"
Sophia cried out, trying to resist, but Philip was faster. His left hand tightly gripped her wrists, holding them in his palm.
All control of her body was in his hands.
He suddenly turned the knife, raising his hand high, his gaze turning fierce, and aimed it at Sophia's abdomen.
"Mr. Mitchell! Mr. Mitchell!"
The door suddenly opened, and several men in black rushed in. The one shouting pushed his hand between the knife and Sophia's abdomen.
A fraction closer, and both his hand and Sophia's stomach would have been pierced.
"Mr. Mitchell! You can't!"
"We went through great lengths to find Ms. Brown for the sake of the child she's carrying!"
The speaker had some silver hair, appearing much older than Philip.
Sophia gasped for breath, still in shock.
If no one had come in, would she already be a corpse?
He really was a madman!
Taking advantage of the conversation, Sophia seized the moment to escape from Philip's grasp, but was stopped at the door by the old man.
"Ms. Brown, you can't leave yet. I'm Eli, the Mitchell family butler. You're carrying the Mitchell family's child, and we need to ensure you deliver the baby safely."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over Sophia from head to toe.
"Given your current physical condition, you need to recuperate, or it will affect the baby's health."
Sophia's hands slowly clenched into fists at her sides, calculating the likelihood of Philip killing her.
Her uneasy gaze fell on Philip.
Philip raised his eyes, squinting slightly, and sneered.
"I thought you were more capable. Afraid of dying?"
"Everyone fears death."
Especially since she couldn't die!
"Sophia, someone wants you alive, but I want the child in your belly dead. What should we do?"
A chilling sensation shot from Sophia's feet to the top of her head. This madman would definitely do it!
Given her current physical state, an abortion would leave her with lasting health issues, and who knows how long it would take to recover.
Every extra day meant those villains lived peacefully for another day!
Hatred intertwined in her heart, Sophia steeled herself and met his cold gaze.
"I can't abort this baby."
The words made everyone tense; even Eli broke out in a cold sweat.
He had barely managed to save her from Philip's hands, and this statement might provoke Philip's anger.
"Can't abort?"
Philip's tone was emotionless, eerily calm.
The approaching figure made Sophia feel like a heavy stone was pressing on her chest.
With Eli stepping in, there must be someone behind him wanting to protect this child. Sophia was gambling, gambling that someone cared about her life.
Eli rushed in front of Philip, "Mr. Philip Mitchell, have you forgotten what Mrs. Rhea Mitchell said?"
Mentioning this, Philip's eyes grew increasingly complex.
"A barely formed embryo, you can't abort it, I'll cut it out."
"Sophia, do you think you'll survive?"
Sophia's pupils contracted, she turned to run, but her arm was grabbed and she was pulled into his arms, her hands pinned down.
She was carried and thrown into a car; no matter what anyone said, Philip remained unmoved.
"Philip, are you insane?!"
"So noisy. If you don't want me to cut you open now, shut up!"
Sophia broke out in a cold sweat. This madman wasn't joking.
"Philip, tell me what you want. I can give you anything, except this child. If I abort now, I'll die!"
Hearing this, Philip sneered.
"Wouldn't that be perfect for me?"
Sophia's heart sank completely. Philip was truly insane!
The car sped to the Mitchell family's property, where a fleet of cars was already parked.
"Mrs. Mitchell, they've arrived."