Chapter 882 You’re a Hypocrite

Meanwhile, Daniella sat on the bed in an unfamiliar apartment. Her hair was messy, her lips were dry, and she chewed her nails incessantly.

Daniella’s bloodshot eyes were fixed on a corner. Her fingers bore evidence of the self–inflicted damage.

Daniella thought, ‘I don’t understand why Casey gets to go out today while I’m stuck in this place? It’s bad enough being confined, but there’s nothing to occupy me!

‘All I get is half a slice of bread each day for several consecutive days! What’s Mr. Hendrix trying to

achieve? What does he want?‘

Daniella pondered, breathing heavily. She put down her hands and surveyed her surroundings with

intensity.

“Mr. Hendrix! Face me if you dare! Why keep me locked up? What have I done to deserve this treatment?

Why inflict this on me?”

Receiving no response, Daniella angrily grabbed a pillow and threw it to the ground.

“You’re a hypocrite, Mr. Hendrix! You can give orders and imprison me, but you can’t come forward and

Just tell me what you want me to do, okay? Is

shouted.

went berserk, a man monitored her. He calmly sipped water and

observing Daniella’s frenzy.

be there in five minutes,” he informed

sir!” the other party

he got up, exited the room, and took

guard by the window promptly opened the

the room upon hearing the commotion. Her eyes widened In shock as the man walked

she asked, swiftly getting out of bed and

stared at him. “How

replied nonchalantly, “Why? Do you think I shouldn’t be here?”

after scrutinizing the man. “You’re-

her sentence, the man seized her throat, tightening his

Daniella’s throat firmly, causing her face to flush from

he stated, “Who do you think you are

gaze. She wanted to beg him to stop but couldn’t

to let go?” the

nodded with

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