Jason Forrester forcefully dragged Megan Kane upstairs.
In front of the room's floor-to-ceiling windows, Megan Kane slumped down, her body completely devoid of strength.
She didn't know where this man in front of her was getting all this energy.
"Alright, time's up. You've had ten minutes. We're continuing."
"Megan Kane, if you don't tell me the truth today, we're going to keep this up. I want to see just how long you can keep your mouth shut."
Jason Forrester was a man of his word. He had plenty of ways to control the woman before him.
He refused to believe she could hide it forever. 'She'll definitely tell me the truth eventually.'
'The only question is whether it will be the truth I want to hear.'
He couldn't wrap his head around it, couldn't make sense of it, but the truth had to come out.
"I already told you, the whole truth is in the recording. But you don't believe me and insist on torturing me. I really think there's something wrong with you."
