Chapter Three Hundred-Six

CHAPTER THREE HUNDRED -SIX

*"Fine. Call me Brad..." *

"So what's the plan?" Rachael asked as the car slowed down, stopping a few meters down the street where the Glam Fashion Company was situated.

The man cocked his head and clucked his tongue.

"What do you think?" He quipped with a smirk on his face.

Of course, she had no idea but saying that out loud would probably lead to a death sentence. He would most probably spank her face just like he did the other time.

She could still feel the numb sensation on her cheeks.

"Huh?" He prodded again, the smirk melting into a glare.

She quickly bit her bottom lip and gathered herself.

"Y-yeah... I guess so." She stammered.

He arched his brows and clicked his tongue, shaking his head.

"It's high time you take this mission very seriously, Rachael or I will be forced to do something that you will regret. Perhaps send you back to Scotland."

Her eyes widened as she shook her head furiously.

Anywhere but there! She doesn't wanna go b