Caught off guard, he was struck squarely, blood immediately oozing from his face, contorting his features into a sinister grimace. “You little bitch, you got a death wish?” he snarled.
Megan couldn’t afford to care about the consequences anymore. She dashed towards the hotel exit.
It was pouring outside, and she was instantly drenched.
Knowing she had to escape, but with the whole world seemingly a dead end, what could she do?
Just then, a car slowly pulled up in front of her, the window rolled down to reveal Lucian’s handsome face.
Seeing him, Megan recoiled in fear. But Lucian only sneered.
“How does it feel to escape? Did you ever think about how those people might punish you?” he taunted.
Biting back her fear, Megan refused to show any more weakness or plead for mercy.
As she turned to walk away, she saw a group of people running towards her.
Her face went deathly pale, and her body shook uncontrollably with fear.
She knew Waston had a reputation for cruelty.
Just as the two sides were about to converge, Lucian finally spoke up, “Get in.”
Megan stared at him, their eyes locking for a split second. Without thinking further, she got in, as she really didn’t want to be caught by those people.