“It’s not counted when I don’t see it consumed in front of me.”

The girl clenched her hands into fists. This missy was more heartless than she thought.

She drew a sharp, cold breath. After taking another look at the wad of cash on the table, she gritted her teeth and swallowed the medication with the water.

After the pill was washed down her throat with the water, she put down the glass, twitched her lips, and asked, “Miss Song, I’ve done what you ordered; are you… satisfied now?”

“Good. This is necessary for the both of us. I’m sure you don’t want to be pregnant, am I right? I heard that your boyfriend doesn’t know about this, so there’s a need to take extra precaution, isn’t there?”

“Yes, you’re right, so… can I leave now?”

The missy nodded her head quietly. Glancing at the money on the table, she told her, “Take the money and leave!”

“T-Thank you…”

The girl did not feel slighted as she took the cash from the table; she was about to go when the other called again.

“Hold on!”

What is it this time?!

She was starting to get irritated but had to suppress it before turning around. Song Enya’s icy visage was looking sublimely at her as she warned, “You’d better keep this matter between the two of us. If someone else finds out about this… I guess you already know what I’m capable of, right?”

The lady’s last statement was dragged dangerously, sending shivers down her back. Alarmed by the other’s ominous expression, she quickly reassured, “Miss Song, don’t worry; I’ll keep mum… It’s a secret between us, and nobody else will find out about it!”

“That’s good to know.”

The girl nodded nervously. After wrapping her coat tighter around her, she fled from the place.

The door closed with a loud thud, then it went all quiet inside the spacious hotel suite.

After throwing an icy look at the cell phone lying on the couch, she slowly got up and walked toward the mirror. Song Enya stared at the face reflected on the mirror and bit her lip hard. Soon, a thin, red trail could be observed seeping through the corner of her mouth under her forceful pressure.

Narrowing her eyes, she suddenly reached out to mess her hair then pulled and tugged at her clothes. Her shoulder straps and clothes’ hemline were eventually torn . To make it more believable, she decided to look as tattered and sorry as she could. After looking in the mirror once more, she was finally satisfied with her efforts; the missy then walked into the bedroom with her head held high.

The bed inside the room was in a mess.

Mu Yancheng was lying sprawled across the bed, taking up more than half of the three-meter bed’s space with his broad and lanky frame.

Time slipped past unknowingly, and soon, it was three at dawn; the sky would turn bright soon. After glancing outside the window, she slowly went to lie down next to the man. Her eyes continued to be wide open; she was not sleepy at all.

She had come this far already. Since this was the case, she would do anything to achieve what she wanted!

She could not afford to lose at this point.

…

Mu Yancheng slowly came around. Before he could open his eyes, he felt a splitting headache coming on. As he slowly opened his eyes, his optic nerves went into sudden, painful spasms without warning!

What’s wrong?

Ugh… My head feels so heavy…