Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young)
Chapter 126

Chapter 126 The Pervert

I sat powerlessly on the ground, completely engulfed by despair.

Looking at my dejected state, Lucas seemed to be in a good mood.

Releasing his hold, he finally let me go. I lay on the ground, taking a long time to catch my breath.

Perhaps tired of playing around, he lost interest in tormenting me and slowly stood up, walking to a table nearby. He poured a glass of water and approached me with a sinister smile. He then dropped a white pill into it and handed it to me, saying, "Drink this."

I looked at him with evident reluctance.

He raised an eyebrow, curling his I*ps, and said, "Don't worry, it's not poison. After drinking this, you'll just sleep soundly. Once you're rested, we can play some more, alright?"

I pursed my I*ps, distrusting every word he said.

However, in such a situation, being completely at his mercy, I had no choice but to comply.

Not a patient man, he grabbed my jaw and violently poured the water into my mouth.

"Cough, cough..."I choked, almost coughing out tears.

After seeing me drink, he finally stood up, glanced at the man with a hood over his head, and had his men give him a glass of water laced with the same drug

I did not know what the drug was, but soon felt my head growing heavy, and then I lost consciousness.

When I awoke again, it was pitch black around me, and the silence was unnerving. I moved slightly but recoiled in pain due to my injuries.

Unable to see anything in the darkness, I used my hands to feel around for an exit.

However, I had not walked far before tripping over something.

"Ah!" I fell to the ground, screaming in pain. Along with my voice, I heard a low, muffled groan. It

was a man's.

Startled, I curled up and hastily asked, "Who... Who are you?"

Click! A light flickered in the dark room, coming from a lighter. I saw the source of the groaning: it was the somewhat youthful-looking man.

Seeing him, I hesitated before asking, "Where are we? Why are you here too?"

The man seemed uninterested in talking to me, simply holding the lighter and looking around.

He found a half-burnt candle and lit it, brightening the dark environment.

With the candlelight, I could see that we were in an abandoned warehouse filled with old, cluttered items

Turning my attention back to the man, I was puzzled. According to the current situation, it seemed that nothing had happened between us; we were just locked up together.

Lucas had made us both drink the same thing. Was it just to knock us out?

I could understand being confined, but why was this man also locked up here?

Was he not just looking for a job? It did not seem like he had offended Lucas.

Unable to figure it out, I stopped dwelling on it. I stood up, gathered some cobwebs from a corner, and handed them to him, saying, "These can help stop bleeding. Apply them to your wound; it'll ease the pain."

He glanced at me and, without a word, just frowned and sat down, seemingly uninterested in interacting with me.

Seeing his reaction, I pursed my I*ps. Why had he suddenly become so aloof? Since he ignored me, I did not say anything more and sat down to tend to my own abrasions.

Perhaps having accepted that falling into Lucas's hands meant death was near, I was not as frightened anymore. While treating my wounds, I looked at the man and asked, "Did you offend Lucas? Why are you locked up here too?!!

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