"Juelz, take me away. Anywhere will do. Please, save my child..." Dorothy held Juelz's arm tightly, as if her life depended on it. She muttered those words repeatedly with tears in her eyes. Child? It must be Credence's child! Juelz thought. His gaze shifted to Dorothy's abdomen, pausing at her fair and flawless skin. He was stunned momentarily before extending his arms and picked her up from the operating table. Carrying her in his arms, he comforted her in a hoarse voice, "Don't cry, Dory. I'll take you out of this place right now." "Okay..." Dorothy nodded weakly and gradually closed her eyes to rest. She had exhausted her energy from all the struggling earlier and had no more strength to utter another word.  Knowing that Juelz was by her side made her feel secure. She knew that no matter what happened to her, she could always rely on him. However, she could not reciprocate his feelings for her. Because... "F*ck

Juelz's eyes were ablaze with anger when he saw Credence. He released Dorothy from his arms and charged toward Credence. "Credence, go to hell!" Juelz growled while lifting his leg to kick Credence. Credence was prepared for his attack. He let out a cold laugh. Then, he made a few steps backward, dodging his attack. While at that, he gave Juelz a left uppercut. "Bang!" Juelz underestimated Credence. He was hit on the chest, which left him slightly dazed. When he came back to his senses, he returned Credence a kick, unwilling to show any weakness. The two men then started a fight, punching and kicking each other as if they were deadly enemies. Neither of them gave in to the other. "Stop it! Both of you, stop fighting!" Juelz was forced to retreat. He could only ward Credence off as he did not have the strength to fight back. To Juelz, life was all beer and skittles. His physical stature was not comparable to Credence, who trained in the gy

Half a month had passed in a flash. During this period of time, Dorothy was living in uneasiness. Like a real prisoner, she was confined in a 100 square feet bedroom. But her heart was hollow, just like the empty room. Sometimes, she thought that it was better to end her life rather than to live in humiliation and without freedom. However, at the thought of her unborn baby, she refused to resign to her fate. She still had a child. A child that belonged exclusively to her. She could not selfishly leave the world with her child, depriving it of the right to be born into this world. She cheered herself up. There was still half a month left. She would definitely find a chance to leave this place. Once she left Credence, she would start a new life all over. The very afternoon, Dorothy forced herself to have an extra portion of food despite feeling nauseous. After that, she took a shower and hung around in the room for a while before changing i

As far as Maria could see, Dorothy was lying on the bed with disheveled clothes. Her body twitched from time to time. Blood could be seen flowing down her thighs, staining the white sheet. There was a faint smell of blood in the air. Tears welled up in Maria's eyes. She hurriedly grabbed a towel to wipe Dorothy's body clean. Then, she changed her into a set of clean clothes. Choking up, she said with tears rolling down her cheeks, "How... how are you feeling?" After a long time, Dorothy stirred from her unconsciousness. Her beautiful face that used to be glamorous, was now like a withered flower without any luster. After she had recovered a little, she subconsciously touched her abdomen and murmured, "My child... please save my child..." "Don't worry. The baby will be fine. I'll inform Mr. Scott right away." Lowering her head, Maria wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. She then ran to the corridor to give Credence a call. No! Don'

As night fell, Credence appeared at a highly secretive private club. Several of his close friends, whom he had known since childhood, were back from Monticello. One of them was Marvin Jules, who had been in the special forces for more than ten years. This time, he was back to Talco City for a task. It was a rare opportunity for them to gather around. Therefore, the liveliest of the bunch, Jonathon Stanton, organized this gathering. In the private room on the top floor, Credence stood quietly by the glass window. He was slowly unbuttoning the first two buttons of his black shirt, revealing part of his seductive chest. Holding two glasses of red wine, Jonathan walked over and handed Credence a glass. He looked back at Marvin and said with a smile, "Marvin, how many years has it been since we last saw Credence being so upset? It doesn't seem to be a problem with his business though. It looks more like his desire wasn't satisfied. Come on, tell me, which woman is the culp