"That won't be a problem. We've already had a meeting over this earlier—we have to clear the air. Our crew will also contact the airport," the young woman said. "What about your second condition?""Don't disturb Professor Lawson," Angeline said."Of course. Rest assured, we won't." In truth, the crew had already contacted Robert before speaking to Angeline. He was unwilling to have anything to do with the program.…At 2:00 pm, Oceanford's police force released a statement that a man with the last name Houston had been taken away for investigation. At the same time, the crew of The Family Search published a long tweet.They explained the situation from A to Z, including the reason they'd invited Anne to join the program. Since she didn't know how to purchase a flight ticket, the crew had arranged everything for her before informing her of the time and date.They weren't speaking without proof. The tweet came with a recording of the phone conversation between Anne and the crew. In

As Tommy spoke, he glanced at Ned. "Besides, whether or not that York woman meant to push Ingrid, there's no changing that Ingrid was injured because of her. Even if you want to plead on her behalf … you should drink a few glasses in apology, shouldn't you?""Exactly! Have a few drinks to show your sincerity!" someone cried. "If you can't handle hard liquor, I'm sure you can still handle a few glasses of red wine!"Angeline stood at the entrance. She looked straight at Ned, who sat casually in the middle of the room. She walked toward the table, removing her scarf and revealing her face as she moved.Then, she draped her scarf over the back of a chair before grabbing a large wineglass and placing it before her. She turned the turntable, bringing a decanter filled with scotch to her. She poured some into the wineglass before her.Angeline's skin was extremely fair; it made the bruises on the side of her face, jaw, and neck all the more obvious. "When we met at 12, I had pesticide on

Angeline seemed to be fighting against something; she refused to beg for mercy. She tried to stop herself from trembling as she looked at Ned. "Now, can I leave on my own?"Though she knew Ned and Tommy had threatened her to come to the hotel so they could force her to sleep with Zachary, she still harbored one last sliver of hope for Ned's conscience."Why are you being so stubborn?" Ned's voice was cold. "That dump you're staying at doesn't even have streetlights around it. Do you want something to happen to you without someone taking you home?"Even without his memories, he knew Angeline's biggest nightmare was Emmerson Village. It was precisely because he knew that that Angeline's admission under the truth serum made him angrier.Dizziness and dazedness washed over Angeline. She felt like countless ants were crawling into her bones. She knew she couldn't hold out for much longer.Her mind was starting to turn murky, but she remembered that she didn't want anyone to see her so

Tommy brushed away the loose strands of sweat-dampened hair by Angeline's forehead. His tone was lecherous as he said, "I want you to see how slutty you look when you're begging me to fuck you."Angeline clenched her jaw, remaining silent. She secretly unlocked her phone and called 911, forcing herself to remember the way to the room she'd reserved half an hour earlier. After exiting the elevator, she had to make her way to room 5716.When the elevator arrived and the doors slid open, she shoved Tommy aside and darted out of the elevator. She staggered in the direction of room 5716.Tommy snickered. He tucked his hands in his pockets as he strolled out of the elevator. He had a disgusting look in his eyes as he watched Angeline "helplessly" flee while keeping a hand on the wall to support herself. He was like a cat watching a mouse trying to escape from its claws."The faster you run now, Angeline, the harder you'll be begging me to fuck you later. I'm in no rush; go ahead and run!

To Sean's surprise, Angeline turned her head to kiss his fingers. She wrapped her cold hands around his arm.The veins bulged in Sean's hands. Electricity shot from the tip of his thumb, numbing his right hand before going to the rest of his body. His gaze was dark as he pulled his hand away, pinning Angeline down to the bed again. "Angeline!"She opened her eyes, looking dazed. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, flashing neon lights illuminated his face. His tall nose and thin lips were inches away from her face. When she recognized him, she murmured, "M-Mr. Lawson, I feel horrible …""Don't be scared. I'll take you to the hospital." Sean tugged his tie out of Angeline's grip, then used it to tie her hands together before wrapping the blanket around her.The lust and emptiness coursing through Angeline's veins only grew stronger as she felt Sean's arms wrap around her; his scent enveloped her. She bit her lip and moaned, curling into a ball as her breathing grew heavy.She gra