Chapter 98 Not Good Enough to Kill Me

After an unknown amount of time, Nancy regained consciousness to find herself in a small alley. She had a splitting headache, and her limbs were tied up with ropes. When she saw Fergus standing in front of her, her expression turned cold. "So it was you?" she asked frostily. "What are you trying to pull, Fergus?" Fergus squatted in front of her and lifted her chin. "That's my line. Did you have a lot of fun today, Nancy? You acquired such a good plot of land. But did you know something? You've gotten me into deep trouble!" He tightened his grip, and Nancy felt her jaw hurt badly. Her gaze was incomparably stony. "You still refuse to admit that it's your own fault, Fergus." "My fault? It was certainly my fault for even once thinking of treating you well! Who would've known you were such a malicious person?" Fergus yelled through gritted teeth. "You're a bitch, Nancy! I'm giving you one chance right now—exchange projects with us!" Nancy's expression remained as stony as before. "W