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Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick) novel Chapter 3144

Chapter 3144

After having been in showbiz for eight years in her past life, Megan knew full well the implications of having offended the assistant director.

But despite having been forced by Herman to abandon all her dignity in her past life, there was one thing she never did, albeit entertaining and drinking with men—betraying her body.

At the end of the day, she simply couldn't abandon the final shred of her dignity.

"Okay, then.You just won't relent, huh? I salute your guts, but your life on set will be a living hell henceforth! Mark my words!"

Having failed in the end, Josiah's cursing split the air outside the door.

Then, he pounded on the door so hard that the frame shook.

After he had left, all the strength drained out of Megan, and she slumped back against the door.

Lingering fear besieged her, and a chill inexorably engulfed her at such a scene.

All of a sudden, a chill ran down her spine when something seemingly occurred to her.

Why exactly have I been standing my ground? I'd been sullied in my past life, and that was why Herman was so disdainful of me later on.

The segment of memory she hoped to never again recall and had buried deep in her mind was abruptly triggered.

Clutching her head in agony, she shrunk to the corner of the bed.

She curled herself into a tight ball, wishing that she could simply disappear into thin air.

The painful memory was like a quagmire, sucking her into a wealth of unbridled terror that she just couldn't shake off.

She shook her head incessantly to dislodge the excruciating memory, but the more she wanted to elude it, the more vividly it played in her mind...

It was freezing that day, and there wasn't a single soul in the long and narrow corridor that seemingly had no end.

She only remembered being exceedingly dizzy.

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in a pitch- black room.

There was an unknown man who filled her nostrils with an unfamiliar musk.

Then, a bolt of agonizing pain assailed her.

The pain was beyond her endurance, so she started sobbing for mercy.

"No, no...please...please let me go."

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