~Recap~
Since Mallory looked dead serious with her words especially with the conclusion of her statement, Cindy couldn't help but gulp in fear upon thinking about what this crazy woman just said.
Judging by her expression, it even felt as if she'd do that for real. Cindy couldn't think of any word to reply with. She just remained silent.
"As for your wondering, Harlow." Perks Mallory as she glances at the man behind. "You aren't entirely wrong. There's actually no purpose of keeping her here. She can't even clean floors properly. Can't even become a slave. But, we're still giving her time. A chance. We're still being generous." Mocks Mallory as she sets her index finger underneath Cindy's chin.
Her nail clipped intensively. So close to needle it inside Cindy's flesh. Unsure what to do, Cindy closes her eyes and waits for her flesh to spike.
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