Vengeance of the Underground Heiress

As soon as I spoke, the burly bodyguards pounced on Matthew like fierce tigers.

A second later, with a thud, they kicked Matthew hard to the ground!

Matthew knelt on the floor. He panicked!

He put on a loving gaze that slid across my face. He said with fake sincerity. "Melany, I came here just to see you."

I remembered how he ruined me on the night of my birthday party in my last life.

I stepped forward coldly. I aimed a vicious kick at Matthew's groin.

Bang!

He swallowed the pained cry that rose in his throat.

"What's wrong, Melany? Are you in a bad mood?" He gasped and propped himself up. The malice in his eyes turned to gentleness in an instant. "If you need to vent, you can hit me or curse me. It's fine."

I glanced at him. "We're done."

Matthew's pupils shrank. "Why? Melany, don't we love each other?"

"Love each other? Don't flatter yourself."

I said coldly. Then I ordered. "Matthew, the son of Gordon Walton, trespassed on my property and assaulted me. Strip him and throw him out!"

Seeing him stripped and tossed out made me feel much better!

Late at night, my brother called me to his villa.

Thalia was nestled in his arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

I walked over with a sweet smile. "What did you call me here for, Ethan? Are you giving me jewelry?"

Ethan looked at me sternly. "Kneel!"

I straightened my back. "What are you talking about, Ethan? I don't understand!"

Ethan's face hardened. "You had the Walton patriarch's son stripped and thrown out. You bullied my savior by shoving her head in a toilet. Should you not kneel?"

My voice rang out louder. "I'm the Marsh family heiress! Bullying them is their honor, isn't it?"

My arrogance nearly choked Ethan.

He snapped harshly. "Melany, where are your manners? Since you shoved Thalia's head in a toilet and stripped Matthew, I'll have to discipline you on behalf of our parents!"

With that, Ethan took a whip from the butler's hand, ready to strike!

Thalia glanced at me with a provocative look.

Matthew stood nearby. His gaze was dark and unclear. "Melany, when you do something wrong, you apologize. Be good."

I sneered and met Ethan's angry eyes. "You're so eager to protect your little lover. Why not keep her in the Marsh family shrine? She could bow to our ancestors every day to atone for her shameful deeds."

Thalia shifted slightly in his arms. She put on a fake look of distress. "Melany, I know you hate me. But even if you hate me, how could you slander your own brother?"

Her eyes brimmed with tears. She deliberately put on a pitiful expression.

Matthew seemed to defend me, but his words carried hidden meanings. "Melany, I don't know why you're in a bad mood, but you need to know when to stop."

I scoffed. "Can you speak like a human?"

"Enough! Melany, who taught you to be so disrespectful? Come here and take your punishment!" Ethan glared at me. He slammed his hand on the table and stood up!

I saw the disgust in Ethan's eyes clearly. I sneered.

"Mom and Dad are never home. Didn't I learn all my manners from you? If you dare lay a hand on me today, your little lover Thalia will be lying in a ditch by tomorrow!"