I really couldn't think of any other way to escape. The more I tried to think, the more my head hurt. Finally, I turned around and saw Tobias wolfing down the food, his mouth covered in grease.
I couldn't help but say, "Tobias, stop eating. Hurry up and think of a way out. The contract has not been signed yet. Do you want Sebastian to detain us for a lifetime?"
"A lifetime?" He glanced at me and the sumptuous food in front of him. "If he wants to detain us for a lifetime, that doesn't sound too bad. Living in this luxurious villa and being fed with good food. I wouldn't mind spending the rest of my life like this."
Oh my gosh!
This man was hopeless.
I didn't bother talking to him anymore. It had been such a long day, and yet I still couldn't figure out an escape plan, so I had no choice but to sit down in the hall.
The thought of Sonia's parents, who were also being trapped here, made me stand up. I wanted to head out, but Tobias stopped me. "Where are you going?"
"To figure out where the others are staying!" Sonia's parents were old, and they could not afford to be tortured.
He frowned slightly and said, "Don't go. It's useless. Sebastian has a ton of poisonous pets downstairs. If you didn't manage to find the exit and instead got yourself killed, Hendrix will definitely strangle me to death. Just stay here, and someone will come and rescue us."
I pursed my lips. "Will your men come looking for us?" I didn't know what he was talking about. He was from Oakland, and it didn't seem possible that his men would come for us.
He lowered his head and didn't say anything else. He resumed eating and kept praising the chef, saying the food was excellent. I was rendered speechless by this sight, so I stopped talking.
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