Evelyn Sherman was dragged by him, heading toward the car on the roadside.
Charlie Austin, who had just fallen to the ground, was about to catch up, when Chester Yale's bodyguard intercepted him first.
Evelyn was stuffed into the car's backseat.
Before she could fully recover from oxygen deprivation, she heard Chester's cold voice in her ear, "Drive."
The black partition between the car seats slowly rose again.
"..."
Evelyn shivered, remembering her last experience, and couldn't help but tremble.
Chester looked at her curled-up body, the corners of his mouth raised in a mocking cold smile, pinching her face, word by word.
"I won't touch you, too dirty!"
"..."
A sharp pain pierced Evelyn's heart, his words causing her even greater pain than her physical suffering.
Next second, Chester twisted her face and pressed her against the car window's glass.
