Inside a swanky, posh private room, dim and moody lights cast an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.
Isabella was led inside.
Lysander lounged on the sofa, legs casually crossed, radiating an icy presence. His handsome face was cold and cruel. He held a cigarette, with its orange glow burning, as if setting fire to her heart. Before she even fully stepped in, her heart was already hot and panicking due to the tense atmosphere.
A woman was kneeling at Lysander's feet. She was neatly dressed but with hair disheveled, looking utterly helpless and in a state.
Isabella recognized her in an instant. It was Faye!
Seeing Faye in such a state, Isabella's legs turned to jelly. With a "thud", she ended up kneeling next to Faye at Lysander's feet.
Despite Lysander not uttering a word, Isabella was shaking like a leaf.
Faye, tears in her eyes, glanced at Isabella. Her face was red and swollen, and her eyes puffed up like a toad.
At first, Faye didn't recognize Isabella until she noticed her clothes and accessories.
Faye thought the wounds on Isabella's face were inflicted by Lysander's men. Her heart skipped a beat and she lowered her head.
"Did I ask you to kneel?"
Lysander stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, his voice frosty.
"Mr. Sinclair is too noble for you to kneel before!" David, getting the hint, kicked Isabella in the shoulder, sending her flying a few meters away into a wall, then falling down.
She spat out a mouthful of blood, begging on the floor, "Mr. Sinclair, please spare me, for the sake of me being Thalassa's cousin, please spare me."
Isabella's voice trembled, and she didn't even dare to cry.
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