Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!

Chapter 468: Chapter 468 No One Will Come to Save You Even If You Shout Yourself Hoarse

After shouting out that sentence, Ji Wei’s mind suddenly conjured up a face.

The thin and tall man’s sallow, lanky face loomed closer and closer, his lecherous smirk making her hair stand on end. Chaotic memories surged forth like a flood, crashing into her consciousness—

"Little girl, I hear your family’s loaded. Your uncle here’s got a mountain of gambling debt. Why don’t you call home and ask them to send me some money? Just five million—that’s peanuts for a family like yours."

As he spoke, the thin and tall man shoved a phone into her hand, his voice suddenly turning harsh: "Take it. Call them now!"

She trembled all over, tears streaming down uncontrollably, desperately biting her lips to suppress her sobs.

"Why the hell are you crying? Hurry up and call!" The thin and tall man grew impatient, his vicious nature fully revealed. "You don’t obey, I’ll deal with you myself!"

The thin and tall man leered at her, his gaze stripping her bare, making her feel sick and repulsed.

"You disgusting pervert! Dream on!"

The girl suddenly hurled the phone onto the ground with force, then threw herself forward and sank her teeth into the thin and tall man’s arm.

yanking her up and throwing

hit the ground with a muffled groan, blood frothing at her lips as dizziness

muttering, the thin and tall man picked up the phone and tried it out. "Shit! This phone I worked so hard to get, and you, you stupid

unleashed a brutal kick at the girl who had crumpled

to again, she had no idea how much time had

the howls of wolves and the growls of bears outside. Her body was wracked with pain, every movement causing

the room, her heart filled with terror. Time seemed to crawl by; she felt both hungry and agonized, her

burst open with a deafening

tall

girl froze in fear, her face drained of color, her pitch-black eyes locking onto

kill me! If I’m gonna die

of alcohol, the thin and

out of the way, panic-stricken, attempting to flee. But before she could run

"Help! Help... Mmph!"

good and listen, got it?" The thin and tall man hissed into her ear, his rank breath so foul it made

his hand;

red with lust, fixed on