?<strong>Chapter 699:</strong>


    Seeing that one maid couldn’t manage it alone, Felicia signaled for another to assist.


    Elyse struggled valiantly against the two maids, but they eventually overpowered her.


    One maid held the violin case while the other restrained Elyse.


    “You people are ridiculous,” Elyse fumed. “I’ve made it clear I don’t consider you family, and yet you treat me like this. I have nothing more to say to you.”


    These words were directed at Felicia, but she didn’t seem to care.


    In Felicia’s eyes, with the Benson family’s immense wealth, just 1% of Benson Group’s shares would ensure a lifetime offort. How could anyone not want that?


    To her, Elyse was lying.


    Felicia had seen all sorts of people in her lifetime. She was confident she would be able to unmask Elyse’s true intentions.


    Felicia remained calm and ordered, “Take her away. Starting tomorrow, I will personally teach her.”


    Elyse was infuriated. How could there be such a stubborn olddy who refused to listen?


    She had repeatedly said she had no interest in the Benson family, but Felicia, with her unwavering confidence, insisted otherwise.


    Locked in a room by the maids, Elyse paced around in frustration.


    She thought about her flight the next day, then finally stood still, took out her phone, and contacted Pearce, asking him to find a way to get her back home.


    When Felicia dered that Elyse would be confined for a day, she meant every word of it.


    By evening, Elyse hadn’t had a bite to eat or a sip to drink. Resting on the bed, she kept swallowing to try and quench her thirst.


    Just as she was about to fall asleep, the door suddenly opened, jolting her awake. She noticed Pearce’s look of distress.


    Pearce exined, “Thea is really a troublemaker. I was away in another city for a meeting. I rushed back as soon as I received your call, without even finishing my business there.”


    Elyse was visibly drained and said, “Pearce, please get me out of here. I’m starving and thirsty.”


    A shadow of concern crossed Pearce’s face. “Did they really not give you anything to eat or drink?”


    Elyse simply nodded, then slowly got up and started putting on her shoes.


    Although furious, Pearce saw herposed manner and asked, bewildered, “Aren’t you upset?”


    Elyse answered coolly, “I was upset before, but isn’t this treatment typical for me? Grandma has never been fond of me, right?”


    Pearce was taken aback by her blunt admission and felt awkward mentioning it himself.


    Pearce said, “Let’s leave. I’ll get you out of here and find you something to eat.”


    As Elyse finished tying her shoes, she mentioned, “Grandma took my violin. Can you retrieve it for me?”


    “Sure, just wait here,” Pearce replied before he went off to get the violin.


    Elyse waited patiently in the small garden before the building.


    Around thirty minutester, Pearce hurried back with the violin case in hand, announcing, “Here it is.”


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