The door to the basement was opened.
A dim beam of light shone in.
Eva Nightingale opened her eyes, realizing she was kidnapped and bound to an iron pillar. The iron chain, as thick as a bracelet, made her frown.
Looking against the light, she saw long, straight legs. A white shirt, with two buttons undone revealing a handsome profile that stirred one's heart, yet such a beautiful face was wasted.
Heh...
"What's your name, hmm?"
Lucas Knight, upon entering, stared coldly at Eva Nightingale.
"You don't deserve to know!"
He became angry: "Will you say it?"
She remained stubborn.
He had never met such a stubborn woman.
Eva Nightingale gritted her teeth: "Why do you think you can imprison me here? Let alone wanting to know my name. You wish."
