Chapter 52


    Mrs. Lane, you don’t have a choice. You have to trust me. I can promise you that you will never see me


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    again. If you don’t d Das I say, then I will have to talk to Mr. Grant about this.” He rubbed his chin,


    looking helpless.


    It was a threat, a downright threat.


    I hated the fact that I knew he was threatening one, but as he said, I had no choice but to follow.


    After a moment of hesitation, I nodded silently in agreement.


    My main concern now was to leave this ce safely.


    “Great! Then we’ll wait for Mrs. Lane’s good news.” The businessman pped his hands happily and


    signaled the ferret face man to cover my eyes.


    “Didn’t I promise you already?” They were going to blindfold me. I was starting to get annoyed.


    “Don’t worry, Ms. Lane. I’ll send you back now.” Then, they pulled me into a


    This time, I tried to keep myself alert, but after the car had been moving for a while, I dozed off again


    When I woke up again, I was seated perfectly in my car in the underground parking lot.


    For a moment, I thought it had been a dream.


    However, the pain in my heart and the dryness in my eyes confirmed that this was not a dream. Just


    now, I had experienced psychological torture.


    It left a deep imprint in my mind like a shadow that will haunt me forever.


    I raised my hand and looked at the time. I I was alreadyte at night. I didn’t want to o go back to the


    vi. In the past, there was a small room in Nectarine Entertainment’s office. When I didn’t want to go


    home, I would go there. However, I was not in Nectarine Entertainment’s office.


    Ce n ‘t in Salt city ether, Al


    Sudden, i nalized that there is a ce ?QT in SALCIE.


    I had a choice. I Chin at the hotel opposite thepany


    After an exhausting night, my body couldn’t be lit anymore. Oncel got to my hotel room, I cook a slower


    and was about to lie down when the phone rate


    I picked it up, and it was Thea. “Wiry anuni’t you at home?”


    He sounded unhappy. “I guess he just gol. heute from socializing


    Upon hearing his voice, his heavy breathing in the recording came to my mind, and my


    stomach.churned. I suppressed my difort and said coldly, “I’m noting back tonight.”


    Then I ended the call.


    He called again, and I ended the callingin,


    very time he called again, I ended the


    After a few times, I turned off my phone and covered myself with a nket.


    in my daze, I felt ny ndet. Was Mille way. When I open my eyes, Thea’s face was dark and he


    looked at the coldly * Why didn’t you go home?”


    I was stund. How did he find this ce


    Without saying anything. I turned my face away from him. Hebent down with his head close to my car,


    and slowly said,


    #ugh.” I couldn’t help but want to throw up when I felt his shallow breathing, so I quickly got up and


    went to the bathroom L Ovomit.


    However, I had already vomited everything out just now at night. At this moment, I had nothing left to


    vomit and could only retch continuously.


    The followed me in and patted my back! o help me breathe. He frowned and asked,


    Why are you vomiting again?”


    As soon as his hand touched my back, I couldn’t help but tremble. My whole bly started to shake, and


    my stomach started to feel bitter. I extended both my hands and pushed him away forcefully,


    He was caught off guard and did not expect me to push him away. He staggered and fell out of the


    bathroom. I took this opportunity to close the door and lock it.


    My head was full of the awful sounds from the recording. I covered my ears hard to try to keep them


    out, but there was no use. They were like flies that couldn’t be swatted away.


    The ces where his hand had touched felt numb as if thousands of bugs were crawling on it. It made


    me feel especially disgusted


    I turned on the shower and vigorously scrubbed every part of my body especially where he’d touched


    me.


    I rubbed my skin over and over again until it was red and painful, but I still felt like I hadn’t washed it


    clean.


    Wanda, open the door.” He knocked on the door from outside. His voice was cold and his tone was


    filled with suppressed


    anger.


    I could not hear his voice at all and shouted, “Theo, go away. I don’t want to see you now. Leave this


    ce immediately.”