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

on a chair, calm

laugh, “Looks

with confidence. “All that matters

the sound of a car engine

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

basement, his posture dignified, still dressed in the

mine, his pupils narrowing, before someone stopped him a

“Mr. Ferguson, it’s not easy getting

gaze sharp and foreboding, “Let them

with Mrs. Ferguson today, Jarrod 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, so I

you want?”

Just curious to see, Mr. Ferguson… who you’d choose to

eyes narrowed, his gaze sharp. “What are

a twisted smile, Jarrod explained. This gun has just one bullet left. Mr. Ferguson, pick

clear. the gun was meant for either

for

My breathing slowed involuntarily

a chilling tone, Bryant asked, “Are

“Mr. Ferguson,

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

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