"You don't have to untie her, but make sure to wrap her ankle with a bandage and change it every day. Her wrist abrasions also need to be treated. If scars are left, I can't guarantee that what you receive is 100% real," Mason Nightshade remarked.
Ian Wang was displeased but could only endure it.
He gave orders and soon someone came with medicine, squatting down to apply it. At this moment, Mason Nightshade's voice rang out again, "A man? Change to a woman!"
"Hey! Aren't your demands a bit excessive? Your woman is in our hands, where do you get off making all these requests!"
A disgruntled henchman shouted.
Mason Nightshade curled his lips coldly and sneered, "If you're upset about it, try touching her. If you dare lay a finger on her, I'll chop off both your hands."
The tone was casual, yet it was undoubtedly clear he wasn't bluffing.
Women were rare within the Mafia; they had to put in a lot of effort to find one. Soon, a woman was brought in to bandage Aurelia Shaw.
