Gina was firmly pinned by several bodyguards, her eyes wide with terror as she watched Henry's car disappear into the distance.

“Henry, how could you do this to me? Don’t you know who I am?”

Henry’s sleek car had already exited the gates of the farm, becoming a mere speck on the horizon.

Sophie approached, her voice laced with urgency, “Miss Gina, you really crossed the line this time. I don't think Mr. Jefferson is going to let this slide.”

“What are ...