Chapter 30

After Cassandra was untied, she gently moved her sore, numb wrists and swept her gaze across the abandoned factory, trying to find a tool or an exit she could use. The bald man shattered her hopes and warned, "Bitch, you'd better have, or you're in for a world of hurt." Cassandra pretended to be weak, her voice laced with a hint of flattery. "Sir, I don't know anything. It's my first time…" The two kidnappers immediately perked up at that. The scar-faced man suddenly pulled out his phone and turned on the video recording function. A bad feeling surged in Cassandra's gut. Her dark eyes widened in alarm. "You… What are you trying to do?" "Don't take it personally. We're just doing what we were paid to do. Someone wants dirt on you. Besides, we need something to hold over you. If you go straight to the cops and rat us out, we're screwed." "Please, I swear I won't report you. I promise…" Damn it. It had to be Clara behind this. That vicious woman wanted to ruin Cassandra completely.