At Natalie's office.
Natalie received the report about what was going on with Briena.
"Mr. Dwen, you can continue as you wish. What matters to me is the result," Natalie said on the call. "This should be the end of her."
"Don't worry, Ms. Natalie," the man assured her. "We've hired the right person, and he will do his best. The worst is yet to come."
Natalie hummed and hung up the call. Her gaze was cold as she looked out of the window. There wasn't a tinge of guilt in her eyes for what she was going to do to Briena.
She closed her eyes, and horrific images once again flashed before them.
"Let me go. Please! I beg you."
Slap!
"Stop whining, you bitch. We paid a lot for you, and we are free to do whatever we want with you. We'll earn double what we spent on you. With this beautiful face of yours, they'll pay whatever we ask."
The horrific scene shifted, and voices from the past echoed in her ears.
