"Demon! You wretched Demon!"
Ji Shengyue finally came to her senses.
Shock, anger, resentment, and hatred churned within her as her eyes locked onto Jerry.
The smile never left Jerry's face. He casually lifted Ji Shengyue's completely exposed body with one hand and carried her to the window.
"Look at that. The security around your office is quite formidable, with so many fully armed Martial Artists patrolling back and forth.
This body of yours might be quite a reward for them.
So now, I'll bestow you upon them as a gift."
With that, Jerry hoisted Ji Shengyue's body high, making as if to toss her straight out the window.
"No, don't!"
All emotion vanished from Ji Shengyue's eyes in an instant.
Reality crashed down on her like a bucket of ice water, chilling her to the bone and leaving her soul feeling battered and broken.
Ji Shengyue could no longer afford to be proud. She gripped Jerry's arm tightly with both hands, not even bothering to cover her own body.
