Leah Sinclair struggled to sit up, a sense of despair washing over her. But before she could sink further into it, her mind went fuzzy. 'Is it the water, or my low blood sugar?' She didn't know, and just like that, she drifted back into unconsciousness.
The man who had been forcing water down Leah Sinclair's throat walked out and asked, "Who are you calling?"
"Tiana Vaughn! Dammit, she said she'd fallen for Asher Keating and wouldn't work for me anymore. Now she's not even picking up her phone. Shit!"
"So what now? Did we just kidnap her for nothing?" The man's voice was tinged with anxiety.
"Hmph, in her dreams! Keep an eye on the time. If no one comes looking for Leah Sinclair by the end of the day, call Asher Keating! I want to see who he chooses: Leah Sinclair or Tiana Vaughn!"
「At the same time.」
