Chapter Seven
After Sofia Hamilton was taken into a private villa, she was pushed into a room.
She wanted to escape, but this was the fifth floor.
Jumping down meant certain death.
The phone...
She picked it up, but it was disconnected.
It was like a cage; even with wings, she couldn't fly.
She rubbed her sore wrists from being tied up, forcing herself to stay calm.
The man who brought her here seemed to have gone to meet someone.
Only by using this time could she think carefully about how to get out.
Half an hour later, the door was pushed open.
Startled, she saw a servant entering, "Miss Hamilton, the boss asked me to give you these new clothes."
"New clothes?"
She frowned, wondering if she heard wrong.
But the next second, she grew anxious. Why would they give her new clothes for no good reason?
Could it be with ill intentions?
If they really intended something bad, she couldn't resist, and not even fierce resistance would allow her to escape!
What should she do?
