“Come now, drink up,” he urged, feigning sincerity.

“I promise, I’ll let you go once you’ve had a sip.”

Millie sensed that something was amiss with the wine. Drinking it would surely render her unconscious.

With fists clenched, her mind raced, searching for an escape route.

Not far from her, Rhea and Nancy stood aside, their faces lit with smug smiles as they clinked glasses.

“To our successful collaboration.”

“Will you truly let me go if I drink this?” Millie asked, her hand slipping into her bag to search for her phone, intending to call the police.

flamboyant clothing assured her, “Of

is the wine

fumbled in her bag, trying to dial from memory,

A ‘s L I B

trying to call the police. Take

forward, recognizing Millie’s

swiftly snatched

approach of Rhea and Nancy

hassle

They both despised her.

words momentarily pricked Rhea’s conscience, but recalling her recent grievances, her fear

her a lesson, men. I want her life to

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