"H-He B-Blocked me?" Her roar echoed throughout the room. She suddenly had the urge to kill that bastard. "How dare he block me? After I gave him a lot of money?"
Carla Miller felt helpless now.
When she needed someone to help, she had no one. She was in big trouble like this, and none of her friends had contacted her. Even Willard Harper, who is considered a close friend — that man did not reply to the short messages she sent.
Only this time, Carla realized she had no real friends. All her good and close friends were fake.
Carla fell to the floor as tears rolled down her cheeks. She cried so hard until her throat hurt—she was heartbroken.
Just as she felt no one else could help her, Sean Spencer's face suddenly came to mind.
"Sean!" A faint smile appeared on her sobbing face. "Yes, yes… Sean, he must have a way to save me. He has a strong background. He can solve my problem…." Carla wiped the tears off her cheeks.
