Chapter 965

Bruce hit the button for the eighth floor, and the elevator began its ascent. With every upward tick of the numbers, Thalassa’s heart raced faster, her nerves frayed tighter, panic clawing at her insides.

Once inside that room, her chances of escape would dwindle to nothing.

No, she wouldn’t let Bruce, that twisted, repulsive man, ruin her.

“Ding…” The elevator reached the eighth floor just as Thalassa was on the edge of hysteria.

In the last second before stepping out, Bruce whipped out a scarf from seemingly nowhere and draped it over Thalassa’s head.

The scarf, matching the duct tape that sealed her mouth, obscured her face so that even if they encountered someone, it wouldn’t be apparent she was gagged.

Then Bruce slipped off his jacket, draping it over Thalassa’s hands that he held behind her back, making it seem as though she was carrying his clothes for him.

To any onlooker, everything would appear perfectly normal.

As the elevator doors parted, Bruce leaned into Thalassa, guiding her by the arm out of the elevator.

wanting

iron-hard, pulling

a threat in her ear, “Make one more move, and

yet unable to resist any

on Evelyn. The sheer panic of losing her mother was something she couldn’t

the elevator, Thalassa spotted someone approaching through the blur of

surged within her.

the woman sporting what looked like a bridal

room.

know how to spice things up,” the stranger thought, “a hotel rendezvous with a touch of romance.” As the distance between them closed, Thalassa’s heart beat like a drum

if missed, she’d plummet into an abyss.

mother, who was still trapped in a web of trauma? Her

let Bruce destroy

they were about to pass the stranger, Thalassa stumbled,

caught her by the shoulders, annoyed, “Watch where you’re

heart skipped a beat in

It was familiar!

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