Chapter 3: It Turned Out to Be Him
She didn't even know why she fell into panic, she hadn't even seen his face clearly, but she was certain that man was much scarier than Sam Chapman, a hundred times, a thousand times scarier, someone she absolutely couldn't afford to provoke. If she fell into his hands, ...
She didn't dare to think further.
However, even so, she mustered the courage and raised her head.
"Sir, I wasn't trying to escape because you simply don't have the right to imprison me." Her tone was gentle and calm because she didn't want him to see her flustered emotions.
After all, she was living in a society governed by law; she hadn't provoked him, so how could he arrogantly and conceitedly say such things?
"Oh, is that so?" No one had ever dared to question his ability before, she was the first, so should he give this woman a lesson, then?
The man's large hand tightened, once again holding her tightly in his embrace. Sophie also got angry; why was she having such bad luck today, encountering one man after another trying to take advantage of her? If she had known, she would have never come here.
"Let me go! I want to leave!" Her small hands randomly pounded on his chest, the man curled his lips in a disdainful smile, how could this little wildcat be his match?
"I hate those who don't know gratitude the most. I saved you, and you treat me like this?"
Gratitude?