"Ladies, does this setup look familiar?" Sophie Wilson walked in with a smile, standing under the light, showing no intention of hiding her presence.
"Mmm mmm mmm..." Ophelia Wilson and Chaya Davis both widened their eyes in horror, desperately trying to say sothing, their bodies struggling hard, but unfortunately, the ropes were tied tightly, and the cloth was stuffed securely in their mouths, making all their efforts futile.
Sophie Wilson gently snapped her fingers and laughed, "Don’t waste your energy."
"You guys are impressive, trying to have soone kidnap and assault , you’ve grown so guts. Planning to record as well!" Sophie Wilson sneered, "Since you have such a desire to perform, why don’t you do it yourselves?"
"Give them the injection." Sophie Wilson said, and imdiately two n stepped out from the side and headed towards Chaya Davis and Ophelia Wilson.
Ophelia Wilson didn’t know what it was, but she understood it was definitely nothing good, desperately trying to slide back to avoid it.
But could she evade it?
She didn’t know, but Chaya Davis did, and she was so scared her face turned pale, tears streaming down her face.
Despite being tied up, Chaya Davis tried hard to bow down to Sophie Wilson, begging her to let her go.
She didn’t want this, it would ruin her.
Sophie Wilson showed no sympathy, continuing to smile as she watched those doses being injected into Ophelia Wilson and Chaya Davis.
"Make sure to treat them well," Sophie Wilson instructed the n beside her, "and make sure the video looks quite nice, otherwise..."
"Don’t worry, don’t worry, it will be perfect!" The man hurriedly assured before Sophie Wilson finished speaking, truly unwilling to experience this lady’s thods again.
"Alright, I trust you’re professionals." Sophie Wilson smilingly patted the man’s shoulder and turned to leave with a light step.
Little did she know, the man watching her carefree back almost burst into tears.
Professional?
They could never match her level of expertise in beating and robbing, could they?
That technique... impeccable, they didn’t have a single scratch, yet were in so much pain they wished for death as their relief.
The recent experience made the man shudder involuntarily whenever he thought about it, then he turned and glared viciously at Chaya Davis.
It was all her fault, if she hadn’t asked them to deal with that lady, they wouldn’t be in such a miserable state!
Sophie Wilson walked away lightly, then returned to her car when suddenly her phone rang. She glanced at it and couldn’t help but laugh as she picked up, "Lucy, what’s up?"
"Are you ho?" Lucy Wells, hearing Sophie Wilson answer, felt a bit of relief, at least knowing she was safe.
"Not yet," Sophie Wilson replied, "I’m just picking up so food for Mr. Seymour, took a little detour, I’ll be ho soon. I’ll call you when I get there."
"Okay, drive safely." Lucy Wells advised, and then hung up the phone.
Sophie Wilson put the phone aside and drove ho.
After getting ho, she called Lucy Wells to let her know she was safe.
"Good as long as you’re safe." Lucy Wells said reassuringly.
"Don’t worry about , how could anything happen to ? You should be more concerned about those bad people trying to plot against ," Sophie Wilson smirked with mockery, thinking of Ophelia Wilson and her daughter.
"Alright now, you’re still a girl, no need to be so tough. As long as you get ho safely," Lucy Wells didn’t care for Sophie Wilson’s jokes; satisfied she was safe, she hung up the phone.
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