“Hey handsome, why are you here alone? Is there no one accompanying you? Would you want me to accompany you?"
She rushed into his arms as she spoke.
Spencer was not prepared as she rushed into his arms so suddenly.
He originally wanted to push her away, but just as his hand touched the woman's body, a gentle fragrance suddenly hit him on the tip of the nose.
He was startled and felt slightly dizzy.
Looking at the woman in front of him, everything seemed twisted as the hallucinations appeared.
Immediately after, Spencer saw Emilia’s weak and pale face emerge right in front of his eyes.
"Emmy."
He called out foolishly and ecstatically.
‘Emmy, you’re here?’
‘You still could not bear to leave me in the end. You worry about me being outside alone, so you came to look for me?’
He could not help but reach out to the woman and yell, "Emmy."
In the noisy nightclub corridor, the woman smiled seductively as she placed her hand gently on his shoulder. Her voice was gentle and bewitching.
"Yes, I'm Emmy, I came looking for you. Will you follow me?"
"Okay, I'll go with you, I’m willing to go anywhere as long as I have you there."
Upon seeing his obsessive look, the woman's face did not flinch.
It was only filled with endless schemes and indifference.
The moment Spencer woke up again, it was already 1:00 am.
He was awakened by a splash of cold water.
When he opened my eyes, all her saw was dazzling lights in front of him.
Uncomfortable, he closed his eyes and opened them again, only to see that this was a luxuriously decorated villa.
He was sitting in the living room of the villa with his whole body tied up with rope.
What was this place?
What happened?
His expression changed. He thought about it for a while before he remembered that he was drinking in a bar with a few friends and had forgotten everything else.
What happened?
Spencer panicked.
It was the kind of panic that showed on his face unreservedly.
He took a gulp and tried to see if anyone was around.
However, once he had looked around, he found that the surrounding was completely quiet, and there was no one there except him.
Spencer was not a so-called good man, so being kidnapped would not scare him.
What he was afraid of was the unknown.
It was the fact that he did not know who kidnapped him, let alone what their aim was.
It was as if he was caught in a giant invisible net where he could not find where to breach out from.
Spencer hated this feeling.
Therefore, he could not help but shout loudly.
"Anyone? Is anyone there?"
However, the only response to him was an empty echo.
He was still alone.
His feeling of panic suddenly grew.
Spencer struggled hard a few times before he realized that although the rope on his body looked simple, it was actually tied very tightly. No matter how hard he struggled, the rope only tightened with no sign of it loosening.
Spencer could not help but gulp.
After thinking for a while, he stopped struggling. He just sat there and waited quietly.
At that time, in the study room on the second floor.
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