Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 609

Gattlin watched Polly tremble with fear, his heart swelling with a perverse sense of satisfaction.

Recalling the recent disdain he had endured from Sophie and Odie, Gattlin stepped forward and roughly pulled Polly to her feet.

"Ah-!" Polly shivered with fear, her face turning ashen.

Gattlin's greasy hand brushed Polly's cheek as he sneered, "You know, I never noticed before, but you're quite pretty. If you don't want to end up sleeping with the fishes, better make yourself useful to me. If I'm pleased, perhaps I'll let you go."

At his words, Polly stiffened.

Meanwhile, Sophie approached Gattlin, her delicate fingers trailing from his chest down to his abdomen. "Gattlin, Polly is just a little maid. It's beneath you to take your frustrations out on her because of me."

Gattlin, a seasoned playboy, understood the implication of Sophie's gestures all too well.

and a white tank top, which accentuated her curvaceous figure.

clear she was a beauty of the

forwardness, Gattlin

hurts terribly, Gattlin. You bumped into me. Don't you think you should give it a

out, shaking her

Polly's tear-streaked face and seemed to

quickly wrapped his arm around Sophie's waist, his eyes gleaming lustfully. "Come, let's go to my room now.

Sophie turned back

this ship, the only person who could save

reeked of tobacco and was filled with various toys for

frowned, and her stomach

second, Gattlin threw her

Russell family would throw herself at me! What a slut!" Gattlin hurriedly unbuckled his belt, muttering, "Mr. Odie hasn't touched you in days,