“Theres no reason to take back something thats given away," Christian Grey said, standing tall and proud, his voice as cold as ice.
Anastasia shivered involuntarily, her teeth chattering from the chill: "But youre the one offering me compensation!"
Christians expression darkened further. He hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement: "Very well."
Isabelle Masters looked anxious, tugging at Christians arm and whispering, "Christian, that piece of land youre not—"
Christian waved his hand, signaling for Isabelle to stop. She bit her lip, her eyes filled with resentment as she stamped her foot, her gaze towards Anastasia filled with poison.
Upon hearing Christians consent, Anastasia felt a lingering unease and said, "Sign an agreement."
She was afraid Christian might go back on his word.
Christians face was gloomy, and Anastasia trembled, straightening her spine to meet his gaze directly.
Anastasia scrutinized the contract carefully, ensuring everything was in order before signing her name with a sense of relief.
She moved out of the apartment where she had lived for two years and settled in a hotel.
That night, an unwelcome visitor arrived— Isabelle Masters.
She was heavily made up, her head held high, a mocking smile on her face as she looked down at Anastasia, commanding, "Return that piece of land to me."
Isabelles imperious attitude made Anastasia extremely uncomfortable. The land was rightfully hers, so the notion of returning it was absurd.
Isabelles haughty demeanor only highlighted how ridiculous the situation was.
"Impossible, its mine," Anastasia clenched her fists, responding in a low voice.
Isabelle suddenly laughed, her laughter wild and unrestrained, as if mocking Anastasias futile efforts.
She tossed a phone at Anastasia, saying nonchalantly, "What do you think would happen if this video gets out?"
Anastasia glanced down to see herself on the screen, disheveled and lying on a bed, with a man on top of her, tearing at her flimsy clothing...
Her face was unmistakably clear in the video, which had been filmed by Christian.
The暧昧 posture and actions in the video were damning...
Anastasia felt short of breath. She realized why Christian had agreed so readily; he had planned this all along, using the video to blackmail her.
Her face drained of color, Anastasia trembled violently, her gaze fixed on the phones screen. She grabbed the phone and smashed it on the ground. The phone bounced a few times and shattered into pieces.
Isabelle seemed satisfied with Anastasias reaction. Her lips curled up, not coldly but with a mocking tone, "Go ahead and break it, Christian has more copies."
Anastasia bit her lip so hard she could taste blood before releasing it.
Isabelle sneered, her voice as soft as silk, "Hand over the contract, or by tomorrow morning, all of Lynwood will see your video! Let everyone know what a promiscuous woman Anastasia Steele is, seeking clandestine meetings with men during her marriage! See how youll be able to face anyone afterwards!"
Her voice was melodious, but each note seemed poisoned.
Although Isabelles face was smiling, her smile sent a chill through Anastasia like never before.
Anastasia trembled all over, tears welling up in her eyes. That land was the only legacy left to her by her parents, and she didnt want anyone else to possess it.
But if this video were to spread, what would happen to her? How would she live her life?
She would be the subject of scorn, ridiculed for her alleged infidelity, with no one knowing the truth behind the video...
They would only mock and insult her!
The thought sent a chill down her spine, a coldness that threatened to consume her entirely.
"Give me the contract!" Isabelle demanded, her palm outstretched, still maintaining her imperious manner.
Anastasia was shaking violently, biting her teeth in anger, staring at Isabelle, questioning, "Why, why are you doing this?"
She had already lost everything; why were they still doing this to her?
She didnt want anything; she just wanted what was rightfully hers.
"Because you stole my marriage," Isabelle said with a wider smile, speaking as if it were the most obvious reason.
Anastasias tears filled her eyes, but she ultimately handed over the contract.
She couldnt risk that video being released to the public.
"Delete the video!" Anastasia said hoarsely, her eyes red with anger.
Isabelle looked at Anastasia, a satisfied smile on her face, and casually replied, "Do you think Id keep such a disgraceful video?"
Her question was dripping with mockery.
Anastasia said nothing, just kept staring at her.
Isabelle agreed to delete the video, and Anastasia let out a sigh of relief.
"Know your place and stop with your delusions!" Isabelle warned in a low voice.
Anastasias head was pounding, her body shaking.
As Isabelle walked to the door in her high heels, she suddenly thought of something, looked back with a smile, and said, "Christian and I are getting engaged. Some things are never meant to be yours, and even if you steal them, they will eventually return to their rightful owner."
In just a few days, Anastasia had experienced a miscarriage, divorce, and threats...
She thought she had endured enough, but little did she know, what followed would plunge her into even greater agony.