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Chapter 162

There was a sheen of cold sweat on her forehead, and the clothes on her back were drenched.

She raised her head and looked at Brendan.

“Crawl on over here.”

“Do it!”

“Go on, do it!”

The voices in the room yelled, “Crawl! Crawl! Crawl!” in a chorus that flooded Jane’s ears.

Alora tried to shout, “Don’t, Jane!” but those men clapped their hands over her mouth.

“Crawl! Crawl! Crawl! Just crawl!”

Their cries of schadenfreude and eyes like hungry wolves made Jane’s back straighten up even mor
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