Chapter 22 Let Us Do Something Else
Calista took a step back in shock, noi because he looked threatening, but because of his face!
Jarrett! She couldn’t believe her eyes..what sort of dumb luck was this? She just walked out to find someone who would greatly help Quincy in the future?
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
Jarrett narrowed his eyes and forced himself to stand He quietly threatened Calista, “Chase them away, or else I’ll kill you!”
Then he moved aside so that Calista could open the door.
Calista took a deep breath and cracked open the door- there were policemen standing outside. “Erm… do you need anything?”
Calista asked timidly and the policemen saw that it was only a young girl inside. The most senior officer asked gently, “Little girl, have you seen a man in black?”
Calista shook her head, “I just came back from a run and was about to bathe, so I didn’t come out…
The police officer saw that she was indeed wearing exercise gear, covered in perspiration and stank, so he believed what she said and walked away..
The moment Calista closed the door, Jarreti pushed her against the door.
“Listen, I’m going to sleep here tonight. You’d better not play games with me, otherwise be prepared to die a horrible death!”
Calista’s face turned white, and she stared at him for while before finally speaking. “If I listen to you, will you give me money?”
Money?
The man raised an eyebrow in surprise. He didn’t think Calista was so bold as to strike a deal with him – this situation was getting more interesting!
He curled his lips and asked, “How much do you want?”
*$200,000.” Calista looked down at his leg and said, “The bones in your feet are out of line, and there’s some vascular congestion in your lower torso. I’ll treat your injuries and let you sleep here for $200,000. How’s that?”
Jarrett Jook a step back and smiled slyly, his handsome face reflecting a glint of evil. “Ok, I’ll let you treat my injuries. If I get well, I’ll give you $200,000 tomorrow. But if I don’t get well, I’ll sell you to hurman traffickers. How’s that, little girl?”
Calista pulled up the collar of her jacket, looked down and said calmly, “Prepare $200,000 then. Move aside, I’m going to bathe.”
Jarrett found her reaction a little strange, so he pointed her gun at her and even though he was feeling
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weak, he managed to muster some strength and shouted, “Don’t try anything funny. Give me your cell phone!”
Calista glanced back at him, “I don’t have one.”
He laughed coldly. “Who doesn’t have a cell phone in this day and age?”
“You want to do a body search?”
Jarrett frowned at this and spat out, “Who wants to search your stinky body? Take off your clothes, I want to inspect.”
Calista looked at herself and realized she was really quite smelly because the practice session earlier. had pushed toxins out of her body.
She slowly lifted her arms and took off her jacket, revealing a tank top inside.
The jacket fell to the floor, and the tight tank top inside showed off her thin but muscular upper body. The exercise leggings she wore were also very fitting, so they couldn’t hide anything, and couldn’t hide her figure either.
Even though her stepmother had been very stingy with her, but because Calista was willing to cat anything and always worked out, she was thin in the right places and curvy in the right places – she had an excellent figure.
An evil glint flashed in Jarrett’s eyes as he quietly said “Keep stripping.”
Calista smiled – did she still need to strip further? It was obvious that these clothes couldn’t hide anything, and he was purposely making things difficult for her. So she walked over to the bathroom and exerted a little strength on the stainless steel door handle nailed into the door, pulling the handle out of the door easily.
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