"One million dollars!" Amidst the noise, someone shouted out a high price.
"No need to take off any more, since Ive bought her, shes my woman. My woman cant let you see everything. Wrap her up for me!"
Staff members came onto the stage and, like packing a fine gift, directly packaged Emily Thompson and sent her to his room.
The service was quite comprehensive. Someone took Emily to take a bath, apply perfume, get dressed up, and finally changed her into a sexy nightgown before sending her directly to the presidential suite.
Seeing the greasy man who had been waiting in the room, rubbing his hands and leering with猥琐 eyes, Emily, who thought she was numb both physically and mentally, suddenly had an impulse to die.
And in fact, thats how it developed.
When Emily saw the greasy man reach out his罪恶的爪子 towards her, she couldnt help it after all and ran away, pushing open the window and climbing up.
"If you come closer, Ill jump down!" Emily shouted at the greasy man. Honestly, she really couldnt stand this pain and humiliation.
The man who bought her found that he couldnt handle Emily and was afraid of really causing a persons life, so he left without even asking for the money and thought it was unlucky. In the end, it was William Hunter who dealt with it in person.
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"Emily Thompson, youve grown up!" William Hunter glanced coldly at Emily who was pulling on the window.
The wind was biting, and Emily, who was only wearing a thin nightgown, was frozen and purple, shivering, but she still clung to the window and didnt get down.
"Emily Thompson, if you have the guts, jump down, dont pretend here!"
William Hunter stood in the room but didnt approach, his thin lips lightly opening full of ruthlessness: "If you jump down now, your mother will go with you soon, and then your whole family can be reunited in heaven, jump!"
Jump!
How could he be so ruthless?
Emily not only shivered from the cold, but her heart also shivered with cold.
Does he hate her so much that he wants her to die?!
But, as he said, she didnt have the guts because her mother was still lying in the intensive care ward, how dare she die?
"What do you want me to do, how can you let me go?" Emily shouted in despair, tears gently crossing the corners of her eyes.
She was thin and weak, and her whole body was shaking as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind at any time.
William Hunters eyes sank, and he felt inexplicably angry. He suddenly strode forward, and before Emily could react, he grabbed her arm, pulled her off the window, and threw her onto the bed.
"What I want, dont you know? I just want to kill you, dare you to die?!" William Hunter said ruthlessly and mercilessly.
The skin under his hand was extremely cold, but it couldnt extinguish the anger in his heart. He knew that this woman was hypocritical and always insinuating.
She almost killed his mother and almost caused Sophia to miscarry. It was good that he didnt kill her. What else does this woman want?!
William Hunter roughly pulled off Emilys thin nightgown, and his tall figure directly pressed down: "Emily Thompson, arent you pretending to be noble? Why, scared by me, William Hunter, and you wont jump off the building? Ah? You are also enough cheap!"
Emily tightly clutched the bedsheet under her, biting her lips tightly and enduring the storm, her eyes tightly closed, she didnt dare to say a word, only the broken nails on the bedsheet and the tears in the corners of her eyes, showing her pain and sorrow.
Yes, she is cheap!
He humiliated and tortured her in every possible way, and she still loved him and held a glimmer of illusion for him! Really cheap!