Chapter 4: A Face So Good-looking It's Unreal
"This is my home!" Samuel glanced at her, kindly reminding her.
The man's voice was pleasant, had a magnetic quality, just like his handsome face that was hard to describe...
However, for some unknown reason, regardless of his gaze or voice, they didn't betray any discernible emotions, but rather, they tinged cold.
Michelle was taken aback for a moment, and her face soon revealed a perplexed expression - she was puzzled as to how she could be in this place.
"Someone delivered you to me!" The man added.
Following his reminder, Michelle suddenly seemed to recall something...
Aaron Duncan had invited her to dinner, and after drinking a cup of water, she felt something was off... She wanted to leave the restaurant, but before she could exit the VIP room, she fainted!
"Was it Aaron Duncan?" Michelle gritted her teeth, her hands clutching the blanket tightly!
The man let out a cold chuckle and suddenly leaned in: "It seems like you're focusing on the wrong point!"
In his opinion, the main point right now should not be about who delivered her to him, but... that she is currently in his bed!
In the past... no matter who the woman was, in the end, they would all be thrown out!
However, when he saw her face, he changed his mind.
"What are you doing?!" Michelle was startled and hastily retreated to the inner edge of the bed, pulling the blanket as she did!
"What do you think?" The man lowered his gaze, glancing at her.
"I warn you... don't try anything funny, or I will call the police!" Michelle frantically reached for her phone, but found she didn't have it on her.
Heh... The man let out another cold chuckle.
He suddenly reached into his coat pocket, pulled out a black phone, and then handed it to her.
She paused, looking at him in confusion. What did he mean?
"Call the police!" he said!
"..." For a moment, Michelle thought she had misheard.
He had actually handed her a cellphone and told her to call the police?
She widened her eyes, cautioning him suspiciously, wondering if this was a trap.
Or... could this man be so arrogant... that he feared no one.
After careful thought, she gritted her teeth and decided to take the phone.
However, at this moment, the man pulled his hand back.
"I gave you a chance, but you missed it."
"You!" Michelle glared at him, slightly angered. Was he playing with her? Scoundrel!
"What is it?" The man cast a cold glance at her and asked.
"You... must not be a bad guy, right?" Michelle kept her angry feelings in check, suddenly putting on a brilliant smile, beaming at him.
The speed at which she changed her demeanor took even Samuel by surprise.
"I know, you must be a good man who will let me go, right?" Michelle kept smiling, trying hard to sweet talk: "Men who look good are usually kind-hearted, and for a handsome man like you, your heart must be extraordinarily good!" She forced herself to praise him, she would admit, he was handsome, but whether or not he had a good heart, was uncertain.
At this very moment, she was facing a tall, muscular man, and this was his territory. Apart from acting submissive and smiling, she doesn't seem to have any other choices!
That scoundrel Aaron. She would never let his scheme succeed!
"What if I don't let you go then?"