Chapter Thirty Two.

“Help, help! He’s trying to rape me”

Mia grasped the door frame and shouted desperately.

Sam held her wrist tightly and dragged her into the room. Despite struggling with all her might, helpless tears rolled down her cheeks as she screamed until her voice grew hoarse. However, no one responded to her pleas.

Then, a flicker of hood ignited in her heart when she caught a glimpse of a waiter pushing a dining cart down the corridor in the distance.

Hoping against hope that the waiter could help her, she shouted with all of her might, “help! This man’s trying rape me! Please help me! Please help me! Call the police! Please!”

The waiter paused and glanced at her as she desperately called for his help. However his eyes were cold, and then he proceeded to walk away as though he hadn’t seen or heard anything, disappearing behind the corners of the corridor.

“Shut up already, people here don't meddle in our business even if they see it. After all, they’ve seen too much of it. So be a good