Although not as serious as claustrophobia, she couldn't think calmly in the pitch-black darkness...
"It seems you really have terrible luck to encounter an elevator malfunction like this. Two minutes wouldn't have been enough for me to do anything, but now we have plenty of time..." Lucas Scott's voice emerged hauntingly from the darkness.
In the darkness, she couldn't see his face, but she could easily imagine his sinister expression as he said this.
As he spoke, he leaned in slightly towards Evelyn Sherman.
"If you dare touch me, I'll drag you down with me even if I die!" Evelyn, initially frightened, suddenly glared at him furiously upon hearing his words.
The next second, however, Lucas had already moved past her and pressed the elevator alarm bell, notifying the Duty Room.
Feeling her suddenly stifled breath, he sneered.
