She wanted to run, but her limbs felt as heavy as lead, and she could not summon even a trace of strength.
"Don't waste your effort."
Mike admired the photos as he exhaled smoke into her face. "Raymond knew that with your personality, you would definitely try to run. He drugged you a long time ago. Struggling is useless."
An icy chill turned into a sharp blade and instantly drove straight through Violet's already battered heart.
Raymond, how could you be so cruel?
You could really go this far for Winona...
"Let me go..."
Using every last ounce of strength, Violet forced the words out of her throat. "I'll give... you money..."
Mike ignored her completely and leaned close to her face with a filthy grin. "Compared to money, I prefer the beauty of your body."
Violet spat in his face.
