Yvette didn't expect Lance's first thought would be that she was making a scene.
She felt like her heart was being stabbed multiple times.
However, she did not have the time to immerse herself in sorrow. The stick with thorns was still against her lower abdomen. She was determined to make him believe her.
The wounds on Yvette's lips were torn again as she spoke. Tears rolled down with blood. She said with a hoarse voice, "I didn't lie to you. I was kidnapped."
Perhaps the grief in Yvette's voice touched him. Lance looked at the money bag that had been sent in by the remote control car and said in a softer tone, "Behave yourself. Don't make such a joke. I will soon..."
"Lance!" Yvette weakly said. Her voice was filled with despair.
"I can't figure it out. Why do you believe whatever Yazmin says, but what I say always makes you think I'm just messing around?"
