No matter how light Charlee Ford was, she couldn't fly out of a skylight only one third as wide as her, and a gate with two people holding their hands.
After the two men untied her, they closed the door and stood outside chatting. A small wooden door was not soundproof, and Charlee Ford could hear their conversation clearly.
"Why, you say, do you have to go to such great pains to tie a woman back with no chicken in her hand this time?"
"Of course, it is rich. If you look at this woman, it is cultivated by rich people."
"But I heard that the boss is for a woman..."
"Hush, you can't talk nonsense about this."
For a woman?
Charlee Ford frowned.
When she was outside just now, she listened to the conversation between the two men, as if the kidnapping was not accidental this time. When she listened to the conversation between the two men, it seemed that there was something else in it?
Charlee Ford was lost in thought.
Just then, there was a noisy noise outside.