"I'm really not your Miss Chapman. You've made a mistake!"
Inside the luxurious European style room, Eliza was tied to the bed, her voice already hoarse. "I am just the daughter of a drunkard from a slum. You all really made a mistake!"
She had been caught by these people for two days.
That day, Beau asked her to go home and change her clothes to meet Chasity, but before she could see Chasity, she was caught by these people.
It had been two days!
Beau's hand was still injured. She wondered how he was doing... and if he was looking for her as well.
Thinking of this, she continued shouting in a hoarse voice, "Please let me go home..."
"Miss Chapman."
After a while, the door opened.
The gray-haired butler walked in with a smile. "You've been shouting for two days. Take a rest."
Eliza glared at him. "Let me go home!"
"This is your home."
