Chapter 272

Struggling for air, my consciousness began to blur.

The discomfort was so unbearable that I wished for death

Thad vowed to never entangle with Bryant again, yet in this dire situation, he was the only person my mind could grasp.

“Bryant. Please, come quickly. Save me. I silently pleaded in my heart

Just as i was about to lose consciousness completely, a bucket of cold water was suddenly splashed over me.

The basement, almady chilled by the diught, became even colder, snapping me back to some semblance of awareness while making me shiver uncontrollably

The icy water trailed down my cheeks, neck, and under my collar, biting into my bones

As I lifted my eyes, I saw Dorothy tied up to a pillar nearby

Her face bore the imprint of two slaps, and her clothes were filthy and tattered, presenting a picture of utter disarray

Vet, she stood on a chair, calm and composed.

I let out a weak, cold laugh, “Looks like you’re quite the actress.”

it matter?” Dorothy retorted with confidence. “All that matters

of

her, casting me a superior look, “Jane, don’t blame me. Blame your

basement, his posture dignified, still dressed in the bespoke suit from the moming.

mine, his pupils narrowing, before someone stopped him a few

with a smile, greeted, “Mr. Ferguson, it’s not easy getting a moment

expression darkened, his gaze sharp and foreboding,

Jarrod settled into a chair. “But then, my men tell

want?” Bryant

“I don’t want anything now Just curious to see, Mr. Ferguson… who you’d

his gaze sharp. “What

gun has just one bullet left. Mr. Ferguson, pick someone to use

was meant for

too far for me to clearly discem

slowed

chilling tone, Bryant asked, “Are you sure?”

“Mr. Ferguson,

really care for two women at once? What’s wrong with

regard for

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