Chapter 935: Chapter 935: Jasmine Clark’s Fate
In the underground black room of an underground casino in Country T.
The woman, curled up in a corner, her clothes in tatters, strained her ears to the sounds outside. When she heard footsteps approaching, her body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Jasmine Clark couldn’t even imagine what kind of days she had been through since she was captured by unknown people in the hotel and brought here.
That very day, two drunken n barged in and tortured her to the point where life was worse than death.
She hadn’t had a drop of water or a grain of rice to eat in these days. The dual tornts of mind and body nearly drove her to the brink of collapse.
Now, at the sound of footsteps, her body shook beyond control.
‘Click—,’ the door to the pitch-black room opened.
Dazzling light shone in from the doorway; she hadn’t seen light for two days, and her eyes, abruptly exposed to such bright light, instinctively shielded her eyes with her hands. Her mouth involuntarily started pleading, “Don’t… don’t co over… please… I beg you…”
“I don’t want to die…”
“I don’t want to die…”
“You don’t want to die, yet you keep courting death?!” The man who ca in sneered as if he had heard a ridiculous joke.
Jasmine Clark’s body shook even more violently! She had no idea who the person was, why he had captured her, and kept her here.
After her eyes gradually adjusted to the light and she removed her hands, she looked at the man in front of her with terror-stricken eyes and suddenly got up from the ground. She crawled to the man’s feet, clutching his thighs desperately, pleading in a panic, “Please, I’m begging you, spare , please let go.”
“I wouldn’t dare let you go.” Even with ten tis the courage, he wouldn’t dare release a woman who had offended Lord Lawrence!
Jasmine Clark still didn’t know she was captured by Baron Lawrence and clung to the illusory hope that she was targeted just because she was a lone woman abroad or perhaps because she had been eyed by underground forces when she went to sell her child.
Her lips trembling, she tilted her head up and implored desperately, “Please, let go. Whatever you want, I can give it to you.”
“What we want, you can’t afford!” Lord wanted this woman to taste the consequences. How could she afford that?
Jasmine Clark, misunderstanding, quickly said, “I can afford it! I can! I have money! No, my Dad and Mom have money! My Dad is very rich! Just make a call, and he’ll give you whatever you ask for. Please spare ; I’m begging you.”
“If you let go, I will definitely repay you! I beg you, please…”
She knew that these underground organizations abroad liked to prey on lone won, and once caught by them, one might be killed for organ trafficking.
She didn’t want to die; she was so young, she didn’t want to die!
Jasmine Clark’s trembling intensified, her eyes flickered, grasping tightly at the man’s pant leg, “Please… let go.”
Just as she was panic-stricken and babbling incoherently, the man whose thigh she had been clinging to suddenly agreed, “Okay.”
He was already planning to take her out.
If he didn’t take her out, how could he complete the task Lord had given him?
His ‘okay,’ spoken softly, fell on Jasmine Clark’s ears like the music of the heavens. She could hardly believe her own ears, fearful she had heard wrong, “Really?”
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