Charlotte wanted to go find Ava. As soon as the car left the house, she said, "Just drop me off at Viscount West Street."Griffith stepped on the gas and passed a traffic light."I don't have time to be your chauffeur," he replied."It's just up ahead, not far away," Charlotte said.He glanced at her. "I'd have to come back to pick you up, right?""I'll take a taxi back.""If I take you out, I have to bring you back. Otherwise, you won't let me off, will you?"She gripped the seatbelt, leaned forward to look at the road, and said, "Then, where are you taking me?""The market.""Huh?""To sell a pig."Realizing his meaning, Charlotte said, "Even if life gets tough, you can't sell yourself."Griffith stepped on the gas pedal. Inertia made her lean back.She watched the meter quickly climb. Then, she took a deep breath and glanced at Griffith.Griffith moved his lips and asked, "Who am I selling?"Charlotte fell silent. How cunning. He was threatening her!She glanced outs
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