Chapter 572

On her way back, Sage received a call from an unknown number. She suddenly felt her heart was compressed when she saw the unknown number. Without any reason, she kinda guessed who was on the other end of the phone. Her intuition had always been very accurate.

She stayed silent when she answered the phone. A low and smoky voice was heard, "Sweetheart." The voice was the most beloved type of voice by all the young girls; yet, it could make a person's scalp numb.

Sage's body tensed up as if she had lost control of her own body. She had to admit it. Even after ten years, she was still afraid of his voice.

Being locked in the prison made of iron, she curled up with shackles around her wrists and ankles and a collar around her neck. It was very cold and cramped. Humiliation and fear were all she felt. How could she think about her dignity when the safety of her life could not be guaranteed?

A man slowly approached her. Under the faint moonlight, she could see his face was sharp like an