"Sylvia, I'm giving you one last chance. Are you going to change your clothes or not?"

Seeing Roy genuinely angry, the people around quickly stepped in to hold me back.

"Just go change, Sylvia. Roy's really angry this time. Don't push him any further."

I let out a cold laugh. "Is that so? And what exactly happens when he gets angry?"

No one dared answer my question. I smirked, shook them off, and continued toward the staircase.

Just then, someone suddenly shouted, "Roy, this is serious! Sarah still hasn't arrived, and Mr. Lopez is coming downstairs personally to meet her!"

Roy immediately panicked. He had no time to deal with me and hurried toward the elevator with his team to meet Wilson Lopez, my business partner.

At that moment, Ava's eyes locked on mine as I waited by the elevator. She gave me a cold, piercing look before suddenly remembering something.

She pointed at me and shouted, "Roy, if she's standing here dressed like that, won't Mr. Lopez get the wrong idea?"

Hearing her, the others exchanged uneasy glances. "Ava's right, Roy. If Mr. Lopez sees Sylvia like this, we're going to be in trouble."

Roy's expression shifted between pale and livid before he finally made up his mind. "Strip her clothes off."

The moment he said it, Ava's eyes lit up with excitement. She urged eagerly, "Hurry up. Strip her clothes off and throw her out."

Knowing Wilson was about to arrive downstairs, I felt unexpectedly calm. "Are you sure you want to strip me?"

The others started to hesitate when they saw how confident I was.

Only Ava looked as though the hatred in her eyes was about to spill over. "If you won't do it, I will."

She stepped forward and grabbed at my clothes.

I hadn't expected her to actually do it. I struggled to shake her off, but I used too much force and sent her crashing to the ground.

The instant she hit the floor, her tears followed.

"Roy, I was only trying to help you. I was afraid she'd cause you to lose your job."

The tears of the one he cared about were the perfect trigger.

Roy's anger flared instantly. He slapped me twice across the face. "You vicious woman!"

Roy grabbed my clothes with both hands and tore them apart in front of everyone. "Don't you love wearing knockoffs? Let's see how you like it now!"

I screamed, scrambling to grab the torn fabric on the ground to cover my exposed body.

Blood slowly trickled down from the corner of my mouth.

I glared at him and said, "Roy, you'll regret this."

"Regret it?"

Roy looked at me coldly. "Sylvia, I only pitied you before. Now, I'll give you one last chance. Do you want to continue being my lover?"

Hearing that, Ava turned toward him in shock and shot me a venomous glare, as if she would tear me apart the moment I nodded.

Just as I was about to respond, the elevator arrived.

Seeing me in such a pitiful state, Wilson gasped in surprise and called out my name.

"Sarah?"