Evelyn rolled up the sleeves of her dress and turned to Johnson. "Turn around."
Johnson looked at her in confusion, but he obediently turned his back to her. Evelyn immediately grabbed the hollow iron bars of the manor's grand gate and began to climb up.
When Michael saw this, he felt a sharp ache in his temples. Did she forget she was a mother? A few strides forward, he reached up and forcefully pulled the stubborn woman down from the gate. He resolved that he would replace it with a flat, solid wood door the very next day.
"You jerk, let me go!" Evelyn yelled. She had finally climbed two-thirds of the way up before being pulled back down, and she was furious.
Johnson, keeping his back firmly turned toward them, secretly wiped away a cold sweat. Young lady, you are truly brave to shout at CEO Thorn like that.
Michael dragged Evelyn back toward the Villa. She fought against him the entire way, but she couldn't match his strength and was forced back inside.
