Bang!
Bang!
Tiffany's pain receptors, several times more sensitive than an average person, sent waves of agony coursing through her body, pushing her to the brink of endurance.
Curled tightly into a ball, she clung to one thought like a lifeline: Camilla trusts me completely.
If I say what these people want me to say, she might really walk into their trap.
She could never do that.
Never!
Jaina's displeasure deepened as she watched Tiffany endure the beating without so much as a whimper.
"Still playing tough, huh?"
She signaled the man to stop, her gaze darkening as she stared at Tiffany.
A cold, calculating smile curled her lips.
"How does that feel?"
This woman had ruined the boss's plans and even leaked information to San Francisco.
There was no way the boss would let her off the hook.
Right now, the only thing left to do was to make this wretched woman suffer—thoroughly.
Tiffany drew a sharp breath, forcing herself to stay conscious.
