"Sir, Lance called and asked about Miss Lisa."
Mr. Hoff's face was flushed, and he was extremely excited now!
He had always liked that girl Lisa, mainly because she was so sensible.
Most people would harbor goodwill toward truth, goodness, and beauty, hoping they could preserve them and keep them close.
But among the crowd, there are a few who act contrary to the mainstream, reveling in destroying truth, goodness, and beauty.
The more sensible Lisa was, the more Mr. Hoff liked to see her suffer.
Her sensibility and endurance, when destroyed by his own hands, gave him even greater pleasure!
It wasn't just about sex or anything else.
Mr. Hoff's breathing was heavy, and the housekeeper could faintly hear the sounds of Lisa enduring pain.
His gaze lingered on Lisa, "Last time, it was him who saved you, right?"
"So this time, can he save you again?"
