"I can see for myself if there's something wrong with you,"
Chester Yale's voice was indifferent, and with just one sentence, he pushed Evelyn Sherman back onto the bed as soon as she had managed to stand up.
"Chester Yale!"
Evelyn was firmly held down by him, his oppressive breath almost driving her insane.
"You're holding me captive, which is illegal!"
"Do you want to sue me? I'll help you." Chester said, letting go of one hand, taking out his cell phone from his pocket, and throwing it at her. "Call the police right now and accuse me of illegal confinement, or have your Charlie come to pick you up, huh?"
His tone was light, but a strong warning was evident.
She was sure that if she really called Charlie Austin, he would strangle her on the spot.
"Chester Yale, can we just calm down for a moment?" Evelyn bit her lip and spoke softly.
Not ranting or explaining, just calmly.
