My billionaire husband spoils me too much
Chapter 600

Chapter 600It tumed out that her “Master” savage had a name, called Samba.She didn't know the relationship between the exalted matriarch savage and Samba.Christina and Samba were surrounded by eight savages with spears in their hands. It was obviousthat they were the guards of the old matriarch, who was speaking to Samba in the aboriginallanguage.Although Christina did not understand, she guessed from their body language and expressions thatthe matriarch was Samba’s elder. She looked at Samba with a kind look while the latter behavedcoldly as if he did not want to talk to her.If they hadn't been surrounded by the guards, restless Samba would have turned around and left assoon as he could.Christina speculated that they were probably mother and son.However, if Samba's mother was an exalted matriarch, why would he live alone in such a remotecave on the hillside?Perhaps, the adult savages would be kicked out to live alone according to their habits?Or maybe it was because Samba had fallen out with his mother over something, so he would rathermove out and live a hard life?All these were Christina's guesses. After all, she could not understand the aboriginal language theysaid.Samba quarreled with the matriarch fiercely. Although the savages were always roaring, she couldfeel their emotions. The old matriarch looked at Samba with a fond look, but Samba had alwaysbeen cold. It seemed that he was angry so that he refused to forgive her.However, another sturdy savage with a shiny tan, who was more muscular than other savages,strode over aftera while,Notwithstanding the savages were all very rough-looking, this adult male savage was about 8 feettall as Samba. Moreover, his beard was not in a mess, and he was a proud man with bright eyes. Hewas not wearing animal skin, but modern clothes, and there were golden gemstones around hisneck. He was dressed like the prince of IndiaThe savage was very rude to Samba and punched him on the left face. She thought that Sambawould fight back, but he just glanced at the savage and took a step back. The arrogant savage gaveSamba a disdainful look and punched out him violently.Christina was shocked to see this. She had known Samba for a few days, so she knew Samba wasnot good tempered. It was strange that he bowed his head, did not resist and endured beingbeaten up."... Reina!” The old matriarch beside them couldn't resist shouting at the arrogant savage.Reina should be the name of that savage.She was not sure if the savage clan was a matriarchal society, but after the matriarch roared,arrogant Reina snorted contemptuously at Samba and stopped.Then they talked in aboriginal language again. The matriarch wanted to get close to injured Sambaand help him up, but Reina stopped her angrily as if Samba was something inferior and needed notto be helped.AReina roared at Samba a few times, which seemed that he looked down on Samba and told him toget out of here quickly and not to come to the market.Samba lowered his head like a sheep, not daring to make a sound.Christina looked at them and felt a little conflicted. Samba was about the same age as Reina, so theylooked like brothers who hated each other, while the powerful old matriarch looked like theirmother. She did not understand why Samba had such a bad relationship with his family.Moreover, Samba had caught her and planned to sell her, but he had not hurt her in the past fewdays and evengave her jerky. He even bought her the Swiss army knife she wanted.Christina felt a little upset when she saw that Samba was being bullied and looked dejected.She raised her head and stared at the matriarch and Reina. They must live happy life since they werea little fat. Moreover, there were guards following them, so they should be well-off on this island.Damn it! Why were they so ruthless to Samba?Damn it! Why were theIt was only when Christina raised her head and looked angrily at them that Reina noticed her.Reina’s eyes widened and he glared at her. There was doubt and greed in his eyes. Then, Reinaimmediately strode towards her and dragged her thin wrist with his strong arm.Reina wanted herChristina reacted quickly. Just as Reina approached fiercely, she drew out the Swiss army knife andstabbed Reina at his chest. The string of glittering gems over Reina’s chest was cut off, and thegemstones bounced on the floor and scattered on the ground.The eight savage guards surrounding them, the matriarch and Samba didn’t know what happenedand were stunned. They looked at the broken and scattered gemstones, and then at Reina, who wasalready irritated. He became even more vicious and clasped Christina's left wrist as if he wanted tobreak her hand bone.This petite woman dared to resist ReinaNot only did Christina dare to resist and struggle, but she also tautened her face and suddenly hackthe strong arm of Reina with the knife...If it weren't for the fact that Reina was strong enough, he would have been seriously injured. Now,dark red blood oozed out of the wound, and the air was pervaded by the smell of blood.Christina's actions completely infuriated Reina. He roared angrily at her. She was terrified of himsince he could tear off her delicate neckSamba was kneeling on the ground. When he heard Reina wanted to kill her, he hurried to run overand stop him and then roared back at ReinaSeeing that Samba offended him for a “female slave”, Reina immediately roared at the guards toorder them to stab Samba and Christina with spears. His right arm was still bleeding and he lookedquite horrible.The matriarch shouted at once. She was more powerful than Reina, so the guards immediatelyretreated and did not attack again.Christina was so scared that her mind went blank. She knew clearly that such a small knife could notprotect her, but she still grasped the Swiss army knife with her right hand. The tip of the spear wasagainst her back just now. If the savage stabbed her a little bit hardder, she would be impaled.The matriarch had a fight with Reina, the former was stronger, but the latter was unwilling to listento her. He pointed at Christina and said angrily. Hearing that, the matriarch looked a little shocked,even Samba seemed a little surprised.Christina didn't know what they were talking about. Maybe Reina found something about her. Afterall, she looked very different from a savage.Fortunately, the old matriarch ordered them to release her and Samba in the end.When the guards pushed Christina’s back, she immediately understood that they wanted her to getout of here as quickly as possible. She was very happy, but Samba looked back at the matriarch witha complicated expression several times. He held Christina and walked away, keeping silent.Christina did not regret stabbing Reina with the knife. He looked like a villain. He would definitelytorture her if he caught her. She secretly glanced at Samba, who was walking in front of her. Sambaseemed to be morose because of what his mother and brother had said to him just now.Christina forced herself to be heartless. They were uncivilized primitive people, so she shouldn't careabout their mood, She would run away whenever she had the chance. No one could deprive her offreedom.As she thought about it, she cherished the Swiss army knife more since it was her only self-defenseweapon.At this moment, Samba turned to look at her. Christina became alert and grasped her knife. Shewould not give it back to him no matter what.Samba reverted to his usual coldness and spoke to her in a hoarse voice.“I don't know what you're talking about,” Christina replied in her language.Samba looked confused. He repeated and pointed to a distant place.Christina really didn’t understand what he was saying. Looking along the direction he pointed,however, she was surprised. Although she couldn't see it clearly, she knew there was a palace, whichhad a similar architectural style to ancient Europe. The red bricks and the pointed spires inside thehigh walls were magnificent.The palace was much bigger than the house of the Hopkins family. It was the palace that existed inthe class societySuddenly, Christina was determined that the palace was the place she was looking for.

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