Chapter 272

Struggling for air, my consciousness began to blur.

The discomfort was so unbearable that I wished for death

Thad vowed to never entangle with Bryant again, yet in this dire situation, he was the only person my mind could grasp.

“Bryant. Please, come quickly. Save me. I silently pleaded in my heart

Just as i was about to lose consciousness completely, a bucket of cold water was suddenly splashed over me.

The basement, almady chilled by the diught, became even colder, snapping me back to some semblance of awareness while making me shiver uncontrollably

The icy water trailed down my cheeks, neck, and under my collar, biting into my bones

As I lifted my eyes, I saw Dorothy tied up to a pillar nearby

Her face bore the imprint of two slaps, and her clothes were filthy and tattered, presenting a picture of utter disarray

a chair, calm and

cold laugh, “Looks like you’re quite the

confidence. “All that matters is who

that moment, the sound of a

the chair beneath her, casting me a superior look, “Jane, don’t blame me. Blame

figure descended into the basement, his posture

found mine, his pupils narrowing, before someone stopped him a

a smile, greeted, “Mr. Ferguson, it’s not

his gaze sharp and foreboding,

“But then, my men tell me

want?” Bryant asked

anything now Just curious to see, Mr. Ferguson… who

his gaze sharp. “What are you

front of him. With a twisted smile, Jarrod explained. This gun has just one bullet left. Mr. Ferguson, pick someone to use it

was clear. the gun was meant for either

jaw clenched, too far for me to clearly discem his

My breathing slowed involuntarily

tone, Bryant asked,

“Mr. Ferguson,

care for two women at once? What’s wrong with

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