“It hurts…” Her eyes went red as she looked down at the cold ground.
“Weston…” She was on her knees, but her pitiful appearance did not rouse any sympathy in Weston.
Instead, he was disgusted by her. He walked to her and lifted her chin with the tip of his leather shoe.
He looked down into her eyes. “I’ll ask you only once: Where’s Ella?” He cut to the chase without
wasting any time. His voice was so cold that it could kill. Guinevere froze a little at Ella’s name. Her
eyes turned redder as she slowly clenched her hands into fists. She said through her gritted teeth, “I
don’t know what you’re talking about… I’m not in contact with her. How would I know where she’s
gone”
Before she could finish her sentence, Weston cut her off in a deep voice.
“Guinevere, don’t test my limit.” A hint of sinister glint flashed across his cold eyes. “I don’t hit women,
but…” He squatted down in front of her. “I have other means.”
At the same time, in a room at the underground bar. There was nothing but dead silence in the room.
Stella looked at the man who had fainted in front of her and cringed away from him. She stared at the
ashtray in her hand and was still a little stunned. The blood dripped from the ashtray onto the floor,
emitting a sickening smell.
When the man came to pull her clothes, she had picked up an ashtray and smashed it on his head,
knocking him out. The man’s blood was also full of that disgusting smell
– it was greasy and sickening.
There were no lights turned on in the room, so it was dark.
Stella squinted her eyes to adjust to the dim light. She saw the man lying on the floor and twitching a
little.
Stella withdrew her gaze. She did not breathe a sigh of relief yet and hurriedly took out the small blade
from her pocket while fumbling to turn on the light. Then, she realized that the room was no ordinary
room.
She saw whips, candles, and some strangely-shaped things around. Her face gradually turned pale.
She could not imagine what was in store for her.
Stella’s first reaction was to take out her phone and call for help, but the kidnappers from earlier had
thrown her phone away. If she wanted to contact the outside world, her only option was…
Wait! A phone.
Stella’s eyes suddenly lit up with a flash of hope. She held her breath, moved to the man, and kneeled
gingerly.
She searched around his body with trembling fingers. She had only one thought in mind, which was to
call the police. She needed to get a cell phone and contact the outside world.
She tried to calm herself down and kept searching around his pockets with her trembling fingers. When
she finally found a cell phone, the man lying on the ground suddenly opened his eyes.
“Pretty girl, what are you looking for?” He spoke with a disgusting tone. “Are you done playing? Do you
think you can knock me out with your weak strength?” Stella’s eyes widened in fear. She reflexively
withdrew her hand and turned to run away. However, she was too slow. The man pounced on her,
pressing her shoulder down on the ground.
He looked her up and down with his greedy eyes and smile. “How did you know I liked role-playing?
What did we just play? The little sheep and the big bad wolf? Now that the big bad wolf is awake, what
will you do next?”
As he spoke, he reached out and pulled her clothes.
“Let go of me!” Stella struggled hard and tried to slash his neck with the knife. However, there was a
significant difference in strength between a man and a woman. She was not strong enough to fight
back at all. She raised her knee to kick him, but he restrained her easily.
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