My voice was nearly a scream.
But he didn’t turn his head even once.
In the end, I was thrown into the cold storage.
The heavy door clanged shut, and the freezing air swallowed me whole.
I trembled, pulling out my phone to try and call someone—anyone—to help pay my mom’s fees at the hospital.
But just as I unlocked it, the door swung open again.
“Take her phone away. Strip her clothes off.”
Bryson’s voice was low and dangerous.
Before I could react, the bodyguards pinned me down. My phone was ripped from my hands, and my clothes were torn away without mercy.
I stared at Bryson in disbelief, my eyes wide.
“Are you insane?! Mom’s still in the hospital waiting for me to pay—I—”
My words broke off as his hand clamped around my jaw, forcing my face up to his.
“Because of what you said, Debbii’s neck was slashed open. The doctor said it was only a fraction away from the artery! I told you, Hedy—she didn’t do it on purpose. But you refused to believe me! Today, until Debbii’s surgery is over, no one is letting you out of this cold storage. As for your mom…” His eyes hardened to steel. “Pray she survives until you’re released.”