"I'll give you five minutes. Within these five minutes, if I don't hear what I want to know, you'll be taken back to where you just were and go through all of that again," Charlie warned, his tone chilling.
The terror of what Ailan had just experienced was fresh in his mind. He had even contemplated suicide during those five minutes but ultimately refrained. He knew Charlie's methods; if he had already subjected him to torture, there was no way he would let him die so easily.
"I really don't know what you want me to say. All I ever wanted was to honestly do some antique business. Even if I work at your Cosmic Tower, that shouldn't stop me from having a side job, should it? Are you going to interfere with that too?" Ailan was still defiant, a hard nut to crack for anyone else.
However, the person he was dealing with was no average joe, it was Charlie.
