William chuckled softly near her ear, his voice laced with hatred, "Aren't you unafraid of death? Keep struggling then. If I can't take you away today, I'll take your corpse. You'll remain a wandering soul forever."
William, never before toyed with by a woman to such a disgraceful extent, refused to concede and watch her roam free.
Wei Anning clenched her teeth, "You're shameless!"
"I've become numb to those words. Let's go, obediently board the plane with me. Otherwise, the gun might inadvertently put a hole in your beautiful heart, and that wouldn't be much fun."
Wei Anning gazed at the unmoving trusted aides beside her, a wave of desolation washed over her; this was not her country. Though titled a Royal Lady, she was the target everyone wished to eliminate.
How ridiculous it was that she truly believed herself noble, only to end up so subjugated.
She must not die!
She must live, for living means boundless opportunities and possibilities.
