Bill threw him onto the bed until he was about to suffocate.
"Take off your clothes."
His expression was cold, and his voice was icy.
Paul's eyes widened and his voice was hoarse. "But… there are many people out there…"
Bill gave a wicked smile. "Are you trying to defy my orders?"
Paul bit his lip, stretched out his hand slowly, and unbuttoned his clothes tremblingly.
Bill seemed impatient. He walked over and held Paul's shoulders. He tore his clothes into pieces rudely, and rode on him.
In the evening, Claire left the Garcias' house.
Noah called her and said, "The antibody serum will be sent to the Ye Kingdom by sea."
"When?"
Noah replied. "Next Wednesday. We have to find a way to get the serum. You can try to get some information from Angus about who will go to the harbor to pick it up."
