The Woman From Hell

I looked at Dazaray and asked with a cold voice, "What did you put in the coffee?"

Dazaray revealed a grim smile. "Nothing. Just something to put you to sleep."

I got up to leave, but my head started spinning as soon as I did. I eventually fell unconscious.

When I woke up, I found myself in a room.

I thought Dazaray would take me to a remote place in the suburbs and tie me up after I fell asleep, but not only did she take me to her place, she did not tie me up either.

I got out of bed and walked out of the room.

There was no one in the living room, but there was chanting in another room.

I walked to the room and took a look inside. It looked like a prayer room with a lot of divine statues in it. As many incense sticks were lit, the place was filled with smoke. Dazaray was kneeling in front of a divine statue, looking like she was about to ascend into heaven amidst the smoke.

I could not believe that she did not tie me up. She was confident that I was not going to escape, hence I saved my energy and went to sit down on the sofa in the living room.

There were two rooms and a living room. One was for herself, while another was made into a prayer room.

the coffee table and sofa, there was nothing else in the living room. It did not look like a house

she was almost 35

always stayed

empty the house was, she probably did not

of the prayer room while holding prayer beads in her hand. She asked me, "Do you want

coffee and was now asking me what I

a cold gaze. "What do

him to drop the charges on Jordan and let him

this time and stated her purpose

tea

not help but sneer. "You're doing all of this for Jordan? When did you get so close

her lips, and her expression was mild. "The wages of avarice is death. You, Mrs. Grant, is used to living a life free of worry, so I don't blame you for not knowing the hardships ordinary

eyes. "How

me double so I'll let you go? Do

my lips and waited

continue.