Chapter 81: Do you have any more questions now?

Reginald chuckled lowly, his voice deep and dark. "I'll use force. What can you do about it?"

Heloise remained silent.

"I, Reginald, want my people to rot, stink, or even die in my arms. How could I let you go sweet and fragrant to someone else?" Reginald stared at her and naturally uttered the most extreme words.

There was simply no room for negotiation.

Heloise gritted her teeth, staring at him defiantly.

Reginald continued, "If you obediently become my canary, then you can seek revenge, draw, do whatever you want. If you don't obey, then nothing will work out for you."

There was only one answer, no alternative.

"You're forcing me," Heloise said.

Reginald sat there, fingers interlocked under his chin, lips stained with cherry juice. He looked dangerously mischievous. "If I were truly forcing you, you would have an extra pair of shackles on your hands and feet right now. That's what real imprisonment looks like. I've been quite lenient."

"Mr. Wordsworth, do you even have any