In the depths of my agony, I managed to call out, my voice barely a whisper, “Jeremy! Save me!”
He watched the horrifying scene unfold, hesitation flickering in his eyes as he finally spoke to Heather, “That’s enough.”
But she was riding high on her twisted sense of power, her excitement palpable. “The call girl is greedy! This punishment isn’t enough!”
With that, she gripped my face, inspecting it with malicious glee. “This face is disgusting! If you don’t learn your lesson and apologize, I’ll carve the words ‘call girl’ right into your skin and make it public!”
Cheers erupted from the crowd, phones raised to capture every moment.
“Expose the bitch! Post it online so she can never deceive anyone again!”
“Heather is avenging his best friend—so loyal!”
“Hurry up! The camera’s ready—close-up!”
Panic surged through me as I realized the depth of their cruelty.
“Engrave it deeper, add some ink! It’ll never wash off! Hahaha!”
Amid the raucous laughter and taunts, Heather lifted her hand, a cruel smile twisting her lips. Just then, the door to the private room burst open.
“Who dares to touch my sister?”
