Kate couldn't care less about the pain in her feet as she ran towards the entrance gate, one hand supporting her knee. "You can do it, Kate!" Taking advantage of Master Glenn's absence, she had escaped from the golden cage that had made her heartache. From today onwards, she was about to embark on a new life of her own.
As for the servants in the mansion, they all hoped for her to leave sooner, so no one dared to stop her.
At the entrance, a shiny blue Bentley was parked there. The door opened, revealing a pair of long, slender legs dressed in black. The high-heeled shoes tapped on the ground as the bright red leather mini skirt hugged the figure just at the right length, embracing the hips.
Anyone who witnessed this tempting scene couldn't help but marvel at the sensuality and dominance of the woman. However, this sexy and powerful woman had her long hair gathered to one side, one foot planted firmly on the ground while the other knee was supported by her hand. In her free hand, she held a piece of sugarcane, casually biting into it without a care for her image.
Her luscious crimson lips opened wide, cheeks bulging as she chewed on the betel nut.
Then, she tilted her head to the side, spat out the residue, sending it flying far away. Her devilish figure, demon-like face, and the air of a formidable lady drew the attention of many passersby.
Faintly, she heard their expressions of pity and amazement, which irritated Miss Walsh, making her glare back fiercely at them while brandishing the sugarcane in her hand.
"What are you looking at? Keep staring, and I'll pluck out your eyeballs." Her words startled a three or four-year-old child, who couldn't help but burst into tears while clutching onto their milk bottle. "Boohoo... Mommy, mommy."
Upon hearing the crying voice, Miss Walsh was infuriated. Well, she shouldn't argue with little kids.
Speaking of which, why hadn't that woman come out yet? She was taking so long. Could something have happened to her?
No, she had already checked. Master Glenn went to Jostrana these days and probably wouldn't be back for several days. With her contacts in the villa, helping Kate escape wouldn't be difficult.
From the driver's seat, Peter, with his golden short hair, looked at her irritated expression and couldn't help but extend his big hand to touch her long hair, his voice warm as he reassured her, "Relax, Amelia, let's wait a bit longer. Miss Zamora should be fine."
As soon as he mentioned Kate, he saw her delicate white figure, her chestnut long hair flowing, as she ran from the side door with her head lowered. The north wind lifted her white long skirt, interweaving it with her flowing hair. She was as picturesque as a painting.
"Beep beep!" Peter pressed the horn, indicating to Kate that they were here. Clearly, she heard the sound as she glanced around, swiftly gathering her skirt and running towards the Bentley.
"You finally came, get in quickly!" Miss Walsh immediately lost interest in her sugarcane, tossing the remnants into the nearby trash can with a flick.
Although there was still a distance of about five or six meters between her and the trash can, with a slight lift of her head, she accurately threw the half stick of sugarcane into the trash can.
It seemed like Miss Walsh was quite proficient in such exercises!
Peter started the engine and heard a series of pleading voices coming from behind, Kate quickly glanced back. The maid responsible for taking care of her, followed by three to five bodyguards, chased after them. Her face turned pale, she retracted her gaze and urged Peter to drive quickly, "Hurry, let's get out of here!" She didn't want to go back.
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