Edwin had to be a pervert. He wouldn't have inflicted that on her if he wasn't.
What a madman!
Suddenly, a notification popped out on Jenny's phone. It indicated that one million dollars had been transferred into her account.
Edwin had also texted her about his satisfaction with her performance.
Jenny trembled. She was seized with anger and fear. A sense of helplessness washed over her.
Would she have to deal with Edwin for the rest of her life?
No. She wouldn't have it. Jenny didn't want to go through that tortuous experience ever again. It would break her.
"Mr. Martin, I can't bear it. I can't let myself do it. This will be the last time I meet with you."
She waited for Edwin's response in anticipation.
However, she was sent a video instead. It depicted her deplorable acts with Edwin at the mansion while half-conscious.
Why was there a video of it? Jenny panicked.
These videos couldn't be seen by anyone else. If not, she was done for.
Jenny's fingers trembled as she typed, "I'm sorry, Mr. Martin. I'll come whenever you call for me. I'll do anything you ask of me. Please delete that video! I'm scared that others might see it."
"Remember what you're saying now. When you're obedient enough, I'll delete the video."
Jenny was rendered helpless by his response.
She put her head in her hands and broke down. Jenny muffled her sobs.
She'd made a huge mistake, and she was fully aware of its magnitude. She shouldn't have sought Edwin out.
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