People could do unimaginable things when desperate and afraid of dying.
They could even sell their souls, let alone themselves.
But there were always some people who had this ego, pride, conceit, self-worth, and hope that prevented them from falling completely.
And our heroine, Daisy, was one of them.
To make her fall into the trap and accept my offer on her own accord was not easy.
The pain etched on her face, the torment in her voice, yet the rebelliousness in her eyes—how could I not comprehend the depths of Daisy's thought process?
Despite her desperation, she was still unyielding.
I knew it.
That was why, I left that suppressant there to give that initial taste.
"I mean, you won't buy a product, but you wouldn't say no to a free sample or trial, right?"
Especially when you had nothing to lose.
"What could be worse than death?"
