There was a sweet, but strange aroma wafting up through the air.
But the men had taken the antidote in advance, so the aroma had no effect on them at all.
Reedman looked at Ashlyn impishly with a wicked smile. “Ms. X, O’Brien, and I are the judges of this Fashion Week. Let’s talk about your brand’s runway show today, shall we?”
Ashlyn held the unconscious Shannon with both hands and held her breath to prevent the aroma from escaping into her own breath.
But she couldn’t take it anymore after a few minutes.
She knew about the ugliness of human nature and that the reality was dark.
But little did she expect these two big names in fashion to be so vile and disgusting.
One was an Oscar winner with fans all over the globe and the other was an icon in the hearts of many designers in the fashion industry, a role model to look up to.
Not only did they have a sickening deal with Megan, but they also even wanted to take advantage of her then.
“Oh, you’re actually holding your breath?” O’Brien laughed heartily, seeing that Ashlyn’s lips were set in a hard line. “This room has been infused with ecstasy aroma. How long can you hold your breath? A second, half an hour or an hour?”
Seized with a sudden impulse, Reedman came up to Ashlyn and pushed Shannon away from her arms, causing the former to fall limply on the ground.
“Oh baby, you’ll die if you don’t breathe.”
Ashlyn shot daggers at these two despicable and shameless men through squinted eyes.
I can’t breathe in the aroma. If I do, Shannon and I will be screwed. If I leave Shannon behind, these two pieces of rubbish won’t be able to trap me at all.
But if I leave Shannon behind and walk away, she will be screwed.
Right then, the men surrounded Ashlyn from both sides, ready to make advances to her when she split her legs abruptly in midair, sending them flying and knocking them down.
“Shit! Did she just kick me?!”
“You b*tch! You got a death wish, huh?!”
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