×Anxiety Subsidesx

“How do I get out of here? I have to think hard,” Staylie thought, trying to find a way out.

Yes, Staylie was now a hundred percent sure of who the woman was that had just confronted her. It was... Inggit—the assistant manager of her boyfriend.

Upon closer inspection, from the body posture, the hairstyle that never changed, to the tone of voice—it was clear. No doubt about it. That girl was definitely Inggit!

Even in the dim room with only a yellow bulb hanging in the center, and even though Inggit was wearing a veil, it was still evident—her dislike for Staylie. Her hardened face kept hurling insults and hurting her repeatedly with those shameless hands.

“If you can let go of Karel now, and promise never to touch him again... then I’ll let you out of here, Staylie!” Inggit snarled while tightly gripping Staylie’s upper arms.

Staylie gritted through the pain, then laughed sarcastically. “You think I’m scared of you?!”