Joanna listened and suddenly laughed out loud. "Very good story, Cecily."
Joanna's smile quickly turned ferocious. "But you won't have the chance to tell anyone else. I originally planned to let Michael see you one last time, but now it seems there's no need."
I looked at the needle approaching me as I resisted, only to hear Joanna's voice.
"I will send you directly to the craziest customer, and from then on, you will become a wh*re who only knows how to spread her legs and desire a man. You will no longer have any ability to think. The only value of your existence is to be f*cked by a man; in the end, no man will be willing to f*ck you. You will be thrown on the street and disposed of as garbage."
"Even if it comes to that, Michael will not accept you!" I roared.
I saw Joanna's face distort for a second because of my words. She could no longer maintain her perfect appearance, and her tone became hysterical.
