Chapter 402 Kidnapping

A gift? Was kidnapping a gift for her? If it weren't for the current situation, Cierra would have rolled her eyes at him. But at this moment, she could only suppress all her emotions. The two locks tied to the back of the chair hurt Cierra a little. She moved her wrist and said in a slightly hoarse voice. "Mr. Trevino's way of treating guests is a little too novel. I think we can sit down and discuss it, right?" Her voice was raised in the dark room, and so did the cold and light sound of Patrick. He probably took out a chair and rubbed it against the ground, making an ear-piercing sound, as if a cat was scratching on a wooden board. After that, he sat down on the chair and said in a pleasant voice, "Miss Barton, you are right. We should sit down and have a good talk." Cierra was speechless. Was this what he meant by a good talk? Cierra moved th