Chapter 42

It was Zoey, the branch office’s vice general manager! I’d considered the possibility of an inside man, but I never suspected him.

“So uncouth. How could you tie up our delicate Ms. Frost?” Zoey strolled in, closing the door, flipping a switch to illuminate the room–a dim lamp, covered in cobwebs.

In the weak light, I finally saw the room: a dining table, sofa, TV stand–an old–fashioned living room, covered in thick dust and cobwebs, clearly abandoned for years.

looked away, fixing a cold stare

chuckled, reaching for my face. I recoiled in disgust, goosebumps rising on my skin. He rubbed his fingers together, bringing them to

earlier returned, but this time I was clear–headed. I struggled violently. One leg of the rotting wooden chair snapped; I fell to the ground, inhaling dust, struggling to cough,

down?” His hand moved down my

Whenever I’m

Trying to brainwash me!

moment, I went still, lowering my eyelids, feigning consideration of his proposal. After a few seconds, I looked up, meeting his

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