Chapter 637
Madeline looked up to stare at that wretched smile. The man was a stranger, but she felt like they had crossed paths before.
She was certain that he must have been an enemy of hers before she lost her memories, or he would not do something so extreme, let alone say something along the lines of ‘we meet again’.
Tanner squatted down to grab Madeline’s delicate chin as she stared at him with a sharp and analytic gaze.
“Tsk. What? You don’t remember this old friend of yours?”
Madeline turned her face to fight Tanner’s hold with a dignified look in her eyes. “Good friend? Who are you to call yourself that?”
Tanner was displeased. “What are you even arrogant about, Madeline Crawford? Let me tell you. Now that you’ve fallen into my hands again, I’m never going to let you go!”
He stood up and gave Madeline a gluttonous look from above. Regardless of what angle he stared from, Madeline was still breathtaking.
No. It would be more accurate to say that she had grown even more beautiful and alluring than before.
Feeling Tanner’s gaze roam over her, Madeline tried to evade it, though it was to no avail as there was a limit to how much she could do with her arms tied together. There was nothing she could do but sit as Tanner looked at her.
Soon enough, Madeline had a bad feeling.
Indeed, wicked thoughts had surfaced in Tanner’s head after all that staring.
He bent down and began to take Madeline’s jacket off.
“Get off!” Madeline lifted her foot to kick Tanner’s abdomen. Her sharp eyes glowered, and her voice was strong. “If you touch a hair of mine, I’ll make your life a living hell!”
Realizing Madeline was about to kick him again, Tanner grabbed her legs in a death grip, holding Madeline in place no matter how she tried to kick him away.
His eyes swam with shameless and abhorrent thoughts as he slowly approached Madeline.
“Now that I’ve caught you, there’s no way I’m holding back!”
His gaze was wretched while his smile was sinister.
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