Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 721

"Do you know what I want to do?"

"What do you really want?"

"Here, take a drag." She forcefully pushed the cigarette into Mia's mouth, but Mia immediately spat it out.

"Hmph! What a loser!” Tracy slapped Mia's face with the cigarette and then patted her cheek mockingly.

The others joined in, saying Mia was just acting.

Tracy smirked and grabbed Mia's chin again. "Let me ask you something. What's your relationship with Mark? Are you two dating? Or do you have some dirty little secret? Why else would you stick together every day?"

Her followers eagerly chimed in, "I bet they've already slept together."

"With her scrawny figure, who could possibly like her?"

“Mark Kingston obviously does. He follows her around like a puppy every day."

Hearing these comments, Mia's face turned pale, while Tracy became even more excited. She murmured,”Someone's already seen everything, so don't be so stingy. Let us see too. Let's find out if you’ve got a good figure!”

"Haha, exactly! Let's strip her and have a look."

Several girls pinned down Mia's hands while others tried to tear off her clothes.

Mia's eyes suddenly went blank. The next second, she began screaming frantically, “Ahhh! Let me go!"

The piercing sound startled Tracy. She suddenly remembered what Vivian had told her—Mia had a psychological condition. Her assigned task was to trigger Mia's illness, to trap her in a nightmare she could never escape.

Mia screamed and struggled like a madwoman, flailing her arms. "Get away! Get away!"

Outside the corridor, someone approached with a stern face and shouted, "Stop!"

Tracy jumped in fright and turned toward the newcomer, her face filled with horror.

At the Pine Mist Island resort hotel, in a standard suite, an attendant pushed a dining cart to the door and knocked twice.

"Miss, your dinner."

The door opened slightly, and a delicate hand reached out through the gap.

"Miss, besides the main dish, there's wine and side dishes. If it's inconvenient for you, I can leave the cart here. You can pull it in yourself. When you're finished, just push the cart outside the door, and someone will come to clear it away." After saying this, the attendant turned the cart so the handle faced the door, then left the area.

Five minutes later, the door opened, and a thin, sallow-faced woman pulled the cart inside. She placed the dishes on the table and lifted the covers to reveal an exquisite steak, Polish red wine, and a pizza.