Jessica woke up and heard the sound of pouring water.
The back of her neck was so sore that she couldn't even raise her head. Jessica wanted to touch the back of her neck, but when she reached out, she realized that her hand was tied up.
Jessica remembered what happened at the bookstore's entrance.
She also became sober.
"You are awake." The familiar female voice echoed in the empty room.
Jessica was completely sober. She opened her eyes and looked around. A luxurious crystal chandelier met her eyes.
She was tied up tightly. Lying on the cold and hard floor, she could not stand up. She only could turn her head and look around.
"Are you thirsty?"
The familiar female voice sounded again, followed by the sound of high heels stepping on the ground.
Jessica turned her head. After seeing the person clearly, her eyes narrowed and she snorted disdainfully, "It's you!"
Sivan held a glass of water in one hand and pinched Jessica's chin with the other. She forced Jessica to look at her, "Look at what you're like now. Are you still proud of yourself now?"
Sivan's eyes were filled with mad hatred, and her voice was extremely cold.
"You dare to kidnap me. What else do I not dare to do?" Jessica said clearly and indifferently, but there was an indescribable arrogance in her tone.
What Sivan hated the most was Jessica's arrogance.
Her eyes were filled with hatred and jealousy. Her beautiful face also twisted. Her fingers that were holding Jessica's chin used so much strength that her sharp nails stuck into Jessica's skin and blood seeped out.
"You're about to die. Why are you so arrogant? Who gave you the confidence? Carl?"
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