Emma: "..." !!
She was clearly being threatened, so why did she not doubt his words at all?
Harrison Yale was just this domineering. If he really wanted to take advantage of her, he wouldn't need to be sneaky; he'd just press her down and openly take advantage.
He used to do this...
"Then my clothes..." Emma's eyes showed a bit of urgency.
She woke up to find her clothes had been taken off by someone, yet she didn't feel a thing.
She turned her head and anxiously searched the Room, but couldn't see her clothes anywhere, making the unease in her heart even more unbearable.
"You felt hot and took them off yourself."
Harrison Yale shoved one hand in his pocket, speaking indifferently.
His expression was as if it had nothing to do with him.
"..."
She took them off herself? Then where were they?
