Chapter 1341

Chapter 1341:

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The man cautiously replied, "You don't need to know."

After a moment's thought, Nicole asked, "So who sold me out? Please, kind sir, tell me. I don't want to die without knowing..."

The man smiled with satisfaction at being called "kind sir."

"We have rules. Everyone has their role. We only sell to people. We don't ask where they come from," he explained.

Nicole realized that the man probably didn't know who had sold her. If even a henchman knew everything, he would have been caught by now.

The man approached Nicole again, ready to kick her again, but this time she managed to dodge it.

Trembling with fear, she begged: “Please, sir, don't hurt me. I swear I didn't mean to. If you keep hitting me like that, you'll kill me…”

Although the man had met many women before and had become indifferent to them, Nicole's soft pleas struck a chord with him.

There was something about the despair in her voice that stirred something inside him. Unexpectedly, he was drawn to Nicole's soft, pleading tone, and felt a strange tug of emotions.

However, despite the feelings welling up inside him, he couldn't help but suspect that Nicole was trying to deliberately manipulate him through seduction.

Although the man sensed that something was wrong, he could not resist Nicole's charm. He approached Nicole, grabbed her by the head, pulled her up and said: "Damn it! Where did you get such a seductive demeanor?"

Nicole was defiant by nature, but years of hardship had taught her the importance of subtlety, especially now that she was desperately searching for even a shred of hope. “Sir, I don’t understand what you’re implying…”

As her body trembled, Nicole's hand had already grabbed a sturdy stick she had hurriedly picked up from the ground.

The man brought Nicole closer. Startled, Nicole protested weakly. “Sir, it is not good for me to please you like this. “Perhaps you could untie my hands.”

Just surprised by Nicole, the man became cautious. “What are you up to?”

“Nothing. You just can’t enjoy me in that position, can you?” Nicole reasoned. “If you don't trust me, why don't you let go of one of my hands and hold the other to the window? What do you think?”

The man found his words fascinating. He hadn't anticipated that she would be so knowledgeable as to suggest he play a game of tying him up.

"I'm warning you. If you try anything, I'll break your neck instantly," he threatened vehemently.

Nicole pretended to be terrified and replied, “Sir, what do you mean? How could I dare? I am totally at your mercy. “I have to obey to avoid further trouble.”

“You're clever!” the man said approvingly.

“That's right. I work at a club. I understand the preferences of the rich. If I take good care of you, you won't hurt me, right?”

Nicole played the role of a prostitute, as the man had no idea of ​​her true occupation.

As expected, the man let his guard down at Nicole's words. He didn't doubt her words and believed she was an escort at a luxury club, who explained her boldness.

The people at his workplace remained hidden off-duty to protect their identity. The man never dared to frequent luxury clubs.

He was envious of the wealthy clients who flaunted their status at the club. Rumor had it that the women knew all kinds of tricks, far more than he could imagine. Men are always looking for something new.

With this in mind, the man began to loosen Nicole's bonds, although he remained on high alert. He kept a long, sharp knife handy, just in case Nicole tried anything.

Without putting up any further resistance, Nicole was led to the window.

Although the man was alert, Nicole knew she wouldn't succeed even if she struck. She was waiting for him to let his guard down.

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