Struggling awake, she answered the incessantly vibrating phone.
Vanessa endured the pain of her fractured fingers, weakly grasping the phone. On the other end, Dominic's curses and urgings came one after another. She replied weakly, "...I know, I'll transfer the money to you right away."
Hanging up Dominic's call, she had no time to breathe before transferring the call to Evelyn.
She didn't answer.
She was running out of strength and life.
These events had pushed her to the brink, making it hard to breathe.
It felt like someone was standing beside her.
She couldn't lift her eyes, couldn't see clearly, but she heard the voice.
"Is torturing yourself fun?"
She couldn't answer.
Was this t*****e?
Maybe.
But her life had been ruined the day she was kidn*pped and accused of being a m
