Chapter 175
Chapter 175:
Kailey’s thoughts spiraled in frantic circles as she sifted through every acquaintance she had, yet no matter how hard she searched her memory, she couldn’t imagine who would actually want her hurt. The only name that surfaced was Olivia, but would Olivia really go to such lengths?
With words trapped in her throat, Kailey relied on the tremble of her wide, anxious eyes to ask what he intended to do.
Behind the lenses, the man’s gaze shifted with a faint, calculating flicker as he advanced two unhurried steps and settled his long-fingered hand on her shoulder. “So you’re wondering why I tied you up here,” he murmured coolly.
She nodded.
“Obviously, it’s for money,” the man answered with a lazy shrug. Towering over her, he stared down with chilling composure, their locked gazes feeling less like conversation and more like a silent duel — one in which Kailey stood utterly powerless.
After letting the silence stretch, he rasped, “What is it? Want me to untie you p>
𝖲𝗍о𝗋іеs 𝗒𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝗼n’𝘵 𝗽𝗎𝘵 𝖽o𝘄ո 𝗈n
Her breath came in shaky bursts while tears clung stubbornly to her lashes, and she bobbed her head in desperate agreement.
“That isn’t happening.” A heavy sigh left him then, the weary sound uncannily similar to a bitter spouse exhausted by endless domestic grievances. “Nothing in this world scares me, except a woman who won’t stop talking. You’re all charming to look at, every single one of you — just cursed with those irritating little mouths p>
His voice carried an unsettling calm, as if he were making idle conversation with an old neighbor rather than issuing veiled threats. Never in her life had Kailey encountered anyone so disturbingly strange.
Anxious tension crawled up her throat as she swallowed hard, silently praying that Kyson would sense something was wrong and alert the police.
Impatience flickered across the man’s face, as though he had grown bored with the exchange. After a brief silence, he lifted his phone, a sudden thought seeming to cross his mind. Pressing a number, he spoke in a low, gravelly tone. “Kailey’s with me now. Give me thirty million — or she dies p>
Kailey strained to catch even a hint of the voice on the other end of the call, but the distance swallowed every sound. She pressed her teeth together and fought to control the chair beneath her. She managed a faint movement, yet the man finished his call before she gained anything from it.
He looked down at her with steady amusement, showing no concern for her small attempt to move. A smirk tugged at his lips. “Feels nice to be someone with money. Thirty million, and they agreed without a fuss. Makes me wonder if I should raise the price p>
Kailey’s eyes burned red. Sweat slid from her forehead and traced a path along her cheeks.
“Calm yourself,” he said in an even tone. “As long as you cooperate and let me take the money, you will walk out of here unharmed. I follow my own rules. I value cleanliness above everything else p>
Kailey almost let out a bitter laugh. Was she supposed to feel grateful for the code he claimed to follow?