Chapter 794

The alcohol was so strong that an ordinary person's stomach would struggle after downing such a large glass. Given how fragile Willow's stomach was, drinking it would put her in grave danger. "I don't drink." When Isaac let go of her wrist, she hurriedly placed down the glass and continued racing toward the door. The room's soundproofing was so excellent that no one outside could hear her shouting. However, she had noted earlier that Isaac hadn't completely shut the door. If she could unlock it and call for help, she could escape them. "Trying to run again?" Annoyance painted Issac's face. This time, instead of grabbing her wrist, he forcibly pushed her to the ground. The pain caused her to lay there motionless. "I refuse to believe a cheap woman like you can't drink!" Isaac took a step forward and aggressively gripped her chin. "You really don't respect me, do you? You slept with so many people so easily, yet here you are humiliating me in front of Mr. Morris and Mr. Webster.