Elspeth did not have a good time in the bungalow over the following days. She was forced into eating various kinds of food and having her weight measured, yet things did not go as Jordan expected. Her body weight did not change but instead began to decrease.

One day when her blood had just been drawn and she felt very weak, someone came in to deliver her meals. She thought it was the butler but as she focused on the person, she realized it was a young girl. She looked pale and sickly, yet her eyes were bright and she looked very sweet and attractive.

“Who are you?” Before Elspeth could ask the question, the girl did it first.

“I’m Elspeth Lynwood.” Elspeth looked at her and made a bold assumption. “Who’re you?”

The girl smiled shyly. “I’m Angie Moone.”

“What’s your relationship with Jordan?”

The girl froze at the mention of him. “He’s my boyfriend.”

“So, you’re his first love?”

She grew more embarrassed at the question. “I am, but why are you here?”

Elspeth’s limbs had been cuffed, which looked somewhat terrifying. Angie hadn’t had much life experience since she had been under Jordan’s protection in the bungalow after becoming of age, and the sight scared her a little.

Sensing her kindness, Elspeth immediately realized that this was someone that she could recruit and abruptly put on a hurt expression. “I was captured. Can you help me?”

When it came to such a young girl, eliciting her sympathy should be sufficient.

b*stard Jordan kidnapped you?” Angie stared at Elspeth, who looked close to tears, and

her weakly, sounding pained.

inside her. “Is he planning on using your blood for my blood

Elspeth nodded, remaining silent.

have a blood

already become blistered due to her lengthy capture, and felt more guilt and dismay. “Don’t worry, I will never use your blood. Let me talk with Jordan

mouth. “Or you can

a bad feeling

room, a look of surprise

how can you do this? Elspeth is a living, breathing person, yet

look awkward

room, making Elspeth feel touched. Elspeth was definitely willing to donate blood for Angie’s blood transfusion if Angie really had a terminal illness

her life isn’t valuable.” He moved forward and gently put an arm around Angie’s waist as if he was afraid of breaking her. “Don’t you want to live like a normal person and not take your

I want to live like

terminal illness. Don’t feel so

She shouted angrily, “Liar!”

In the next instant, he used

kind and will easily be fooled by you.” He carried Angie’s limp body and looked at her face lovingly.

Angie away, and the girl never showed up again

the stage where she could undergo the surgery. She was taken for a shower before being laid on the operating table. Her hands and feet

was injected with the anesthetic and as she watched the thin needle about to penetrate her

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