"My poor sister, she was forced to sell her body to save me, to raise money for my medical expenses... But what about you? My sister just fell in love with Lewis Yale, she just wanted to see him one more time, but you ruined her reputation! She jumped from a thirty-floor building, blood and flesh all over! She was only twenty years old! Only twenty! You think you can dismiss this with money? A life worth two million! What the fuck do you think human life is?"
The man holding a picture of a beautiful girl, his voice filled with grief and anger, looked at Grace Gordon with tearful eyes full of resentment.
Grace Gordon was tied to a seat in a miserable state, her legs trembling uncontrollably, but she still refused to beg for mercy.
Over the years, she had grown accustomed to the constant presence of other women around her husband and cleaning up the mess when women were looking for Lewis Yale... But being kidnapped was a first.
Grace Gordon had already sent a distress message to Lewis Yale, and she believed that as long as she could hold off the man before her... he would definitely come to save her! Just like he had reached out his warm hand to her under the pouring rain on the streets of New York years ago.
"What did you just say to me? My sister doesn't even count as a lover to your husband? Just a man and a woman meeting for a transaction exchanging sex for money?" The man's emotions became more and more agitated, almost crushing Grace Gordon's shoulder guard, "Don't you have a heart? My sister entered that industry! But does entering that industry mean she has no right to like someone? Huh?"
Grace Gordon clenched her teeth, cold sweat covering her forehead from the pain.
"My sister didn't take your husband away, but why did you take my sister's reputation and life away? Who deserves to die? You deserve to die! It's you!" The man's face was covered in tears, his expression twisted and distorted, each word popping out from between his teeth, "Speak! Weren't you good at talking just now? Why aren't you talking now? Mute?"
Grace's hands tied behind her back clench tightly, her nails sinking into her tender flesh without knowing pain. She carefully chose her words before speaking: "You just said that your sister entered that line of work to save you. I hope you can calm down for your sister's sake. The crime of kidnapping is not minor. You also don't want... the life your sister sacrificed so hard for you to be wasted in prison, do you? Let me go... and we can talk."
"Talk?" The man laughed hysterically, his voice eerily soft, "I don't want to talk at all!"
"I just want you to die... Make Lewis Yale suffer for a lifetime! Avenge my sister!" After the shout, the man's eyes suddenly lit up, and he muttered to himself, "Lewis Yale caused me to lose my sister, I'll make him lose his wife! Yes... I want him to experience the same pain as me! I don't want to live anyway! I want to ruin Lewis Yale's reputation! Let him see the photos of his wife being humiliated!"
As he spoke, the man reached out to tear Grace Gordon's clothes.
"Let me go! Don't touch me!" Grace Gordon's heart trembled violently as she struggled.
She was scared, more scared than ever... The distress message had been sent out for an hour, so why hadn't Lewis Yale come to save her yet?