But it was too late.
"Every mistress says that."
I was speechless, and an awkward silence filled the car.
"Let me tell you, kidnapping a college student is illegal!"
"Kidnapping? You're not tied up and you're sitting here perfectly fine. How is this kidnapping?"
"Well... I guess it isn't, huh?"
The car stopped, and the man turned around and extended a hand towards me, wearing a snow-white glove.
He wasn't wearing it before! There was no need to be so obviously disgusted! How rude!
"Let me introduce myself. I'm Gideon Frost, Rylan's son. I guess I should call you... stepmom?"
He said the word "stepmom" with a meaningful tone.
I awkwardly reached out and shook his fingertips.
"Haha, hello, hello..."
"We invited you here today because we need your help with something."
"What kind of help?"
Before I could react, the two burly men escorted me into a luxurious mansion.
As soon as I entered, I was dazzled by the opulent furniture and decorations. They dragged me into a room filled with people of all ages, both men and women, all gathered around a small, old-fashioned safe.
When they saw me, they all looked up at me as if they had seen a ghost.