She picked up a handbag that had been kicked away. "I can't bear to buy this, and you don't even think about your level to deserve this."
"Bruce's sickly wife also likes this thing. It's awful." After saying that, she picked up the scissors and cut it twice fiercely. "What I can't have, no one can!"
"And I wonder when his wife will die," she sighed, turning to the man tying me up. "Jensen, did you tell the doctor all the imported pills were switched with vitamin C?"
"Yes. It has been changed." Jensen nodded.
Sarah was indeed ill, and Bruce's takeover of the company stemmed from her condition. The world didn't know he was a freeloader.
Sarah's health had deteriorated suddenly, requiring long-term medication, and I hadn't realized the extent of the problem.
I struggled hard, but was pushed down again and again.
I glanced at kind-looking Nora, pleading, "Please call the police. I'm not a mistress. He's my father."
"Father? You're quite playful. You must call him dad a lot." Nora smiled while covering her mouth.
Selene snorted, "Don't bring your bed stuff to me, who are you screaming for? How much do I have to pay you for screaming?"
My heart sank as I stared at her.