Alvar swiftly approached the woman, wrapping his arm around her neck with practiced ease.
He deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Don't move. If you dare scream, I'll snap your neck! Now tell me, where is Hetty?"
Amy, already trembling with fear, was just about to return to her room when she saw Hetty's door open and instinctively walked in, only to encounter this intruder.
Her mind went blank, not even registering that this "bandit" knew Hetty. Her voice quivered as she responded, "Don't... don't kill me. Tomorrow is Hetty's engagement party; she went to try on her dress."
Alvar thought, 'Good, it seems she is quite willing to marry Darren, going to try on her dress so late at night.'
The thought made Alvar tighten his grip around Amy's neck.
Amy struggled to breathe, her words
