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

stood on a chair, calm and

let out a weak, cold laugh, “Looks like you’re quite

it matter?” Dorothy retorted with confidence. “All that matters is

the sound of

a superior look, “Jane, don’t blame me. Blame your lowly status that makes you so easy to

his posture dignified, still dressed in the bespoke suit

found mine, his pupils narrowing, before

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

gaze sharp and foreboding,

settled into a chair. “But then, my men tell me Ms. Myers here has some unclear ties with you. Couldn’t decide who to take,

do you want?” Bryant

want anything now Just curious to see,

eyes narrowed, his gaze sharp. “What are you

front of him. With a twisted smile, Jarrod explained. This gun has just

was clear. the gun was meant for either

for me to

My breathing slowed involuntarily

tone, Bryant asked, “Are you

“Mr. Ferguson,

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

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