Her tone was soft but calm, and Lady Hyde was unconsciously influenced by it, standing there staring at Iris Harris, somewhat in a daze.
"So far, this is my only chance to leave," Iris said, looking at her. "As long as you can help me, I can leave."
"No... no way..." Lady Hyde took a step back, her expression becoming flustered again. "If you leave, what about Brandan..."
Iris heard this, and her eyes flickered, her lips curling into a sneer of mocking coldness.
"Do you know what kind of life I've been living?"
"..."
"Do you know what the most humiliating thing is for a woman?"
Iris looked at her. "He drugs me; he comes to **** me every night—yet even so, you can only see your son, right?"
Lady Hyde's face turned slightly pale, her lips trembling, unable to find words to refute.
