His Real Wedded Bride novel Chapter 915

"What are you doing?" Sheryl panicked when she saw the man's rude behavior. She realized that Holley was set to destroy her in one fell swoop.

She frowned in frustration and stretched out her arms to grab her phone back. But the man was clearly stronger and taller than her. She couldn't possibly win against him.

He cast a glance in her direction and said, "We're confiscating your phone until the activity is done. If you want to go somewhere, we will accompany you. But we recommend that you remain silent. You never know when accidents might occur. Better safe than sorry." His voice was laced with clear warning.

Sheryl had never expected that they would keep her grounded. There was no way for her to contact Charles now, so she had to depend on herself to get out of here.

"Take her away," Holley commanded the man.

He nodded and turned to Sheryl. "Let's go."

Sheryl was compelled to go with him, but she was also plotting her escape.

Holley sneered at Sheryl's retreating figure. She hadn't told her about the next day's plans until now just in case Sheryl informed Charles about it.

She believed that this time she had gotten everything under her control and Sheryl had no way out.

"Miss Ye..." Coral watched as Sheryl was led away and realized that she had been telling the truth this whole time.

Coral needed money, but she didn't want to lose herself in the process of making it.

Holley turned towards the models and gave a cold smile. A chill ran through Coral's spine. "I know that all of you are confused right now. You are forced to believe that Sheryl was telling the truth, right?" she asked.

Everybody stayed quiet. Some of them whispered among themselves, but didn't raise their voices. Finally, Coral stepped forward and said, "Yes." She looked at Holley with furrowed brows. "Miss Ye, you know the financial conditions of every model here. We chose this career to make money and better the lives of our family. We do make use of our appearance to earn money, but that doesn't mean that we are willing to sell our body. I don't like Sheryl, but her words make sense. We won't sell our bodies even though we are dirt poor. We would never be able to forgive ourselves."

Her eyes were fixed on Holley as she added, "So Miss Ye, if you're really trying to make us do it, we won't agree."

"Yes! We won't agree."

"This is ridiculous and shameful."

Other models came forward and rejected the idea. Holley looked at them and smiled bitterly. Then she said to Coral, "Don't worry. Didn't I tell you that I would never compel you to do anything you dislike?"

"Did you really mean that?" Coral asked skeptically.

Holley nodded slightly. "What Sheryl had said was true. There is sexual service involved in this activity, but..." She paused and gave a reassuring smile this time before continuing, "That service was specifically arranged for her."

She looked at their raised brows and skeptical faces. She assumed that an explanation was necessary to rope them in. "There is someone, an extremely important person in Y City, who is very interested in Sheryl. He promised a hefty pay for the small favor. I couldn't reject his offer."

Holley smiled brightly at the models. "So, you can relax. Sheryl is the only one whom the boss is interested in. When this activity is over, I will pay you more money. I hope you understand the situation in which I had to take that decision regarding Sheryl."

"So you're saying that it was only arranged for Sheryl?" Coral was still not very convinced.