Enna Clark, realizing that she couldn't break free, made her last attempt, "If I cooperate with you, can you let me go afterward? I still have to shoot a film."
"About that..." Adam Sinclair looked towards the man on the couch, "I'm afraid not."
Baron Lawrence swirled the champagne glass in his hand, answering indirectly, "I've already informed the film crew that you'll be 'sick,' and they know you'll be resting at home for a day."
He emphasized the word 'sick' heavily.
With her last bit of hope crushed, Enna closed her mouth and decided not to say anything.
He was powerful and influential; she couldn't resist being kidnapped, just as if she were a pet. But whether she speaks or not was her choice, and she decided not to cooperate!
"Ms. Clark, do you often have irregular menstruation?"
"... "
Adam smiled and raised the corner of his mouth, scribbling a few strokes on the board, "It seems you do have it regularly. Last time, I must have checked it wrong."
Last time?
