Chapter 62 Evelyn's Disappearance

One of the men jeered, "Ooh, she's a pretty one." "Ms. Snow's too nice. She's gotten us such a beauty. We definitely have the better end of the deal!" Inside the room, the men took off their bathrobes. They were wearing only tight briefs underneath, with their chests bare. They approached Evelyn in their half-naked state. The air reeked with pungent cologne and lust. Evelyn was deathly pale, nausea churning violently in her stomach. Her mind was reeling. Ms. Snow? Were they talking about Jane? As soon as the name surfaced in her mind, Evelyn shuddered. She quickly reached into her pocket for her phone, wanting to call Hugo. But no matter how much she searched, her hand came up empty. That waiter must've swiped her phone earlier. There was no way for her to call for help. They were really trying to corner her. One of the men laughed. "Oh, don't bother fighting. The cameras here have been damaged, and there's nowhere for you to run. You might as well lie back down and let us do