Chapter 3 None Of Your Business

All of a sudden, the door opened and a man came inside. It was Sam, a young man in his twenties.

Stacie lay there, motionless and full of fear in her eyes, but it didn't win the man's sympathy. Instead, it triggered his desire to have this girl.

Sam squatted down and reached his hand out to touch Stacie's little face. "Little beauty," he teased.

After a while, Stacie, with all her might, slapped the man's hand away.

"Get away!" she shouted.

"You have a bad temper!" Sam laughed.

Stacie bit herself, and she tasted blood. "Don't touch me! Get away!" she shouted even louder.

"Oh yeah?" Sam sneered. Holding her hand, he asked, "What if I do? What can you do to me?"

Stacie became so angry that her face turned red. "Fuck off! Stay away from me!"

But Sam didn't let go of her hand. He even held it tighter. The charming smile on his face grew wider and wider. "I like how wild you are."

All of a sudden, Stacie bit the man's arm.

She had no idea how she got here, and why she had to suffer a humiliation like this. But she didn't care about the answers now.

Having no hope to collect the operation fee, she was backed into a corner. Right now, she wanted nothing but give vent to her anger and desperation.

Her bite was so tight that blood came down from the man's arm and her mouth.

Sam clenched his teeth in pain. "Let go of me, bitch!" he shouted.

Stacie didn't follow what he asked. Instead, she even bit harder. It looked like she was going to tear off his skin.

Sam slapped Stacie in the face so hard the she saw stars. However, she still bit him tightly. He then slapped her again, but she didn't loosen her grip. She wanted to die with everyone!

It wasn't until his bodyguards came up and pulled her away when Sam's arm was freed.

His eyes were full of anger. "How dare you bite me?"

Sam gestured towards two bodyguards. They got the hint and approached Stacie. A sneer threaded its way into Sam's lips. She should be grateful that he wanted her, but she didn't.

Meanwhile, Louis had been lazily leaning against the sofa and sipping his wine. But what happened between Sam and Stacie intrigued him. He put the glass in front of him, and his beautiful eyes lingered on the scene. "Don't you feel sorry for this girl, Andrew?"

Over the past few years, Louis hadn't seen any woman being around Andrew. He thought that Andrew still couldn't let go of the past. But all of a sudden, he brought this woman to the HY Club.

Louis was truly intrigued!

Even though he wasn't familiar with Sam, he had heard of his name before. Louis worried that Sam might go too far with the girl.

"It's none of your business," Andrew answered. His eyes were deep and showed no emotions.

'What a cruel man!' Louis complained in mind. With a pitiful look, he asked, "Come on! I'm just curious."

Focusing on the video, Andrew ignored Louis. The two men lifted Stacie up. She struggled, but it was useless.

At that moment, he seemed to see despair and sadness in Stacie's eyes.

She was a little thin, but her delicate skin was as white as snow.

She was so pure and holy, like an angel that fell from heaven. Her eyes were very red, even though she didn't cry. It was like she had already suffered from something more than this.

"You bitch!" Sam exclaimed with a sneer, holding up her chin.

"Bah!" Stacie spat at him.

Embarrassed, Sam became angrier at her. He raised his hand and was about to slap her again, but he thought that for some women like her, destroying her self-esteem was more hurtful. "Have a check. I want to see if she is still a virgin."

Within seconds, Stacie's face turned dead white. "How dare you!" she shouted at the top of her lungs.

"Wow! So wild! I don't think I can watch this anymore." Louise covered his face as if he couldn't bear to see what was happening. Through his fingers, he observed Andrew's reaction.

While in the private room, Andrew couldn't help but stand up and walk out.

Stacie had never been humiliated like this. At that moment, all she could think about was how much she wanted to die. The room was very warm, but everything felt really cold for her.

It was really cold, similar to the feeling when her father was taken away. Helpless, she felt the coldness creep inside her.

Just when everyone thought that Stacie would no longer resist, she pulled out the dagger from Sam's waist. She quickly pounced on Sam and held the dagger against his neck.

"Let me go!" The words felt really cold to hear.

Sam hadn't expected that Stacie could fight back like this, especially with everything that had just happened. He glared at the two bodyguards. "That knife is really sharp. Better be careful," he mocked. It was like as if he didn't take Stacie seriously.

"Let me go right now, or I'll kill you!" Stacie threatened. This might be the boldest move Stacie had ever done in her life. She slightly pushed the knife through Sam's neck, leaving a small cut.

"I'll give you one more chance. Put the dagger down and I'll keep your corpse intact!" Sam threatened back. He remained calm and aloof.

"I want to get out of here! Now! Or else!" Stacie didn't take Sam's threat seriously since she was the one with the dagger in her hand. But deep down, she was really afraid. But remembering her father's advice, she knew she couldn't let her fears control her.

She didn't want to die yet.

Sam had a slight frown on his face. But before he could say anything, he heard a cold voice from afar, "Let her go. I'll take you away safely."