CHAPTER 400: CHAPTER 400: TWISTED THINKING

Yes, there was once a contract between Anna Thornton and Smith.

You ask her why she got involved with such a man? Isn’t it better to just live peacefully?

If she had a choice, she would also want to be one of those women who runs away with a child, returns wrapped in a Mary Sue aura, with a domineering CEO desperately trying to reconcile with her, a ’strong’ woman!

But reality was too unkind to her!

Nowadays, although it’s not easy to starve to death, it’s equally hard to live well.

Anna Thornton first went through a difficult labor, thinking she lost a child, she was heartbroken.

Later, Pop was diagnosed with a disease.

At first, the child was too young to undergo surgery, so treatment had to rely on medication to control it. Trying to find a suitable bone marrow transplant repeatedly crushed Anna’s hope and confidence.

The living and treatment expenses abroad were no small amount.

Burdened by such a heavy load, Anna could only struggle to rise in the entertainment industry.

But that circle wasn’t easy to mingle in, there was racial discrimination, strict hierarchies, and severe exclusion.

The most critical part is... there are many perverts!

Really more than usual!

Anna Thornton, being extraordinarily beautiful and at the bottom tier, was incredibly enticing.

That ’enticing’ is like delicious and fresh meat, naturally attracting hungry wolves.

Many wolves in human clothing fixed their gleaming green eyes on Anna, not just wanting to taste her, but also maliciously intending to degrade her to the extent where they could easily pull her under them.

Anna had no choice but to find a backer, after all, Mary was even more timid than her. For two girls, and two Cathayan girls at that, establishing oneself abroad was truly challenging.

About more than three years ago, Smith became Anna’s backer.

To be more precise, Anna was more like this man’s pet.

Because Smith was the one who took a liking to her first, unilaterally declaring ownership.

Moreover, Smith never provided Anna with any substantive help, otherwise, why would Anna have been stuck playing bit roles for three years, still ending up a nobody before returning home?

Let alone any protection; this man was a moody, erratic, intermittently sadistic pervert.

All in all, during those years of playing bit roles abroad, Anna faced every hardship and harassment without exception and had to resolve them herself.

Smith was very busy, holding authority over most of the underground forces in Europe and America, as well as a global intelligence network.

Regarding his pet, he adopted a laissez-faire attitude, habitually ignorant.

Meanwhile, he had a strong possessiveness and was very bored!

Bored to what extent?

To the extent of finding Anna’s troubles and difficulties amusing.

His favorite was watching people constantly try to provoke her, making this little pet gradually flare up. Anna’s character was such that she suppressed her temper initially but would keep track mentally and pounce for revenge when she found the chance.

When others came to their senses, she’d put on an innocent face, pretending it wasn’t her.

Smith used to have a cat, with a personality just like Anna’s.

It was truly fascinating!

However, that cat had long since been slaughtered by him!

Smith once shared this story with Anna, instantly making her feel a chill, trembling uncontrollably.

Later, Smith even showed Anna the cat’s corpse.

The cat’s skin was used as a decoration under the living room lamp, while its head, preserved in formalin, stared wide-eyed at her...

Successfully making Anna shiver with her teeth chattering, Smith then had the pitiful cat’s remains taken away for disposal, saying its last bit of value had been used up.

This pervert!

All Anna wished to say to him at that moment was: MMP!

Is it really true that having Smith as a backer, he didn’t provide Anna any help she wanted?

Not exactly!

Smith taught Anna some survival skills, like shooting!

And also...

"Repeat what you said to me when you left!"

On the balcony of the manor’s top floor, Anna Thornton stood facing Smith.

Below the railing in front of them lay a sheer cliff.

The mountain wind howled, and you could even hear the arrogant ’woo woo’ of the winds swirling around the cliff bottom. The quality of this railing wasn’t great either, creaking back and forth with the wind as if about to fall apart and jump off the cliff.

Despite having interacted with Smith for three years and knowing his habits were more eccentric than most, Anna still didn’t want to become as twisted as him.

Thus, she quietly stepped back two paces.

"Hmm?" Smith glanced at her.

Anna finally spoke: "I said I brought Pop back to find the child’s father! And to settle the past accounts, clear them up cleanly!"

"And you’ve been delayed back home for this long? Without giving me any news?"

The way this sounds, it even seemed slightly aggrieved?

"Haven’t you always known my updates? For instance, that I’ve already married Conrad Sterling and found Lola."

Under Smith’s command was the world’s most well-informed intelligence network.

Not just public or hidden info, but even the measurements of a random famous actress, he was aware of, including Anna.

However, Smith was still not quite satisfied with her reply: "My emphasis was on the previous sentence, why have you been delayed until now?"

The cliff wind whipped Smith’s vintage Tang suit, making it flap wildly. The man pulled out a cigar from his jacket pocket and clenched it in his mouth.

Then, he took out a beautifully packaged cigarette box, offering it to Anna.

"I’ve quit."

With those words, the woman successfully stirred displeasure in the man’s eyes as he lit his cigar.

"Your newly found son is quite well-behaved, I’ll go down and see him!"

Saying this, Smith began to head downstairs with the cigarette box in hand.

Seeing this, Anna’s expression changed, hurriedly snatching the cigarette box from Smith’s hand.

She was well aware of this man’s twisted desires and need for control; if she didn’t smoke today, Smith would crazily shove the entire box into a four-year-old’s mouth.

Smoke, smoke, smoke!

Sooner or later, when my wings are strong, I’ll smoke you to death!

Smith lit a cigarette for Anna, watching her skillfully take a drag and blow a beautiful smoke ring that quickly disappeared in the wind, finally somewhat satisfied.

Smith tweaked a strand of hair by Anna’s ear, as if it were a habitual action, something he was used to toying with.

"How hard could it be to deal with Conrad Sterling? Since you’re already living in the same room with him, you might as well choose from shooting, poisoning, or a dagger, that’s if you don’t mind killing him and then coming to me. I’ll ensure it’s tidied up cleanly."

When Anna returned home, she mentioned two purposes: one was to treat Pop’s illness, the other was to resolve her grudges with Conrad Sterling.

Now, Pop is completely cured and is an energetic, healthy little girl. As for her grudges with Conrad Sterling, in Smith’s understanding, resolving it meant directly killing him! Putting an end to all grievances!

Truly a perverted way of thinking!