Chapter 1294

Instead of a show, the screen showed Eloise walking along a busy street.

“Mom.”

Madeline stared at Eloise who was all alone by herself and hated the fact that she could not pull her mother to her side.

“My people are following your mother, so I can promise that she’ll be alright. However, if you upset me again, then I’ll remind you of what it feels like to lose your loved ones.”

Ryan tightened the grip on his fingers as he threatened.

Madeline furrowed her brows at the growing pain from her chin, her gaze slowly dimming as she stared at the display.

Ryan watched the light dim in Madeline’s eyes and his lips curled into a satisfied smile. “Do you have anything to say, hmm?”

“Don’t hurt my parents.” Madeline had to compromise, the willful glint in her eyes forcefully extinguished under Ryan’s ministrations. “I promise that I won’t meet Jeremy again.”

“That’s it?” Ryan quirked an eyebrow as he waited for a better reply.

Madeline clenched her jaw and balled her fists.

“If I look for Jermey, I’ll never get to see my parents again.”

Madeline swore under Ryan’s threatening aura.

Ryan smirked proudly.

Madeline ignored the stab in her heart and forced herself to calm down. “Have your people bring my mother back now.”

“You should never have tested my limits by meeting with Jeremy if you care for your mother so much.”

Ryan loosened his grip.

Madeline thought he had let her go only to feel his palm suddenly hold the back of her head, forcing her to meet his gaze. His fingers rested between her locks and held her tightly in place.

“I want you to remember the consequences, Eveline.”

Ryan then leaned down to kiss Madeline’s lips.

Madeline frantically evaded it and Ryan’s lips brushed past Madeline’s cheek instead.

His sharp brows furrowed in displeasure. “Are you still fighting back, Eveline?”

Madeline’s heart shook as she stared at the man who oozed with anger. “You can do whatever you want with me, Ryan, as long as it isn’t this.”

“Are you telling me that even if you lose everything, be it your parents or Jeremy Whitman, you will never bow down to me?”

Madeline was stunned and lost for a moment.

Did she not have any other option than to be Ryan’s puppet for the sake of her parents and the man she loved the most?

Seeing Madeline dazed, Ryan lifted his hand as his long fingers began to unbutton Madeline’s collar and the rest of her shirt.

Madeline resembled an indifferent doll, stripped of her ability to fight back.

She felt like a puppet, one that Ryan could control and threaten as he wished.

He held too many of her weaknesses.

Without much effort, the man could easily break through her psychological defenses.

He was not below using any more-disdainful methods either.

Ryan slowly took Madeline’s chiffon short-sleeved blouse off and threw it on the ground.

She was still wearing a camisole but Ryan did not seem to be in any rush to take that off. Instead, he raised his hand to curl a long lock of her hair around his finger and brought it to his nose to smell. “I did say that I’ll make you my woman from your own volition, but if I can drive Jeremy mad myself, then there’s nothing stopping me.”

He gave a wicked smile and tilted Madeline’s delicate chin, reflecting her elegant features in his eyes as his heart picked up its pace. “As long as you’re willing to listen, I can be gentle with you.”

He lowered his voice and went to capture Madeline’s lips…