As soon as the motorbikes left, Bowman approached Talia, feigning a worried expression. Talia looked at him coldly and said, “You’d better pray that Miss Ramos isn’t hurt. Otherwise, I doubt you’ll be able to bear the consequences.”
Hearing this, Bowman sneered inwardly, but he pretended to be confused.
Talia was just about to call the police when she received a text from Becky. “Don’t call the police yet. I’ll send you my location. Tell Jessie to save me.”
The trip lasted over twenty minutes. Finally, the motorcycles came to a halt in front of a bar.
Becky got off the motorbike and looked at the man in front of her questioningly. “Does this bar serve midnight snacks?”
“You don’t understand. Bars are more interesting at night.”
Becky didn’t reply. When all was said and done, they had brought her here and she couldn’t run away.
She followed the man into the bar casually. Seeing her like this, the man raised his eyebrows curiously. “You’re quite brave, aren’t you?”
Becky shot him a glance but didn’t say anything.
The man led her to a room with a glass of whiskey. “I won’t make things difficult for you anymore. You can leave after drinking this.”
Looking at the glass of whiskey in his hand, Becky narrowed her eyes at him. “What if I don’t want to?”
“Then you can’t leave. I don’t like disobedient girls.”
As soon as the man finished speaking, Becky reached out to take the glass of wine and drank it up in one gulp.
“Done. Can I leave now?”
Impressed, the man clapped his hands and chuckled. “Awesome! Go ahead.”
The man gestured at the door.
But to his surprise, Becky didn’t leave. She knew that there was something in that whiskey.
Instead of walking out the door, she walked to the sofa and sat down. Stunned, the man asked, “Didn’t you want to leave?”
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