Audrey Wood slowly raised her head, and when she clearly saw the man's face, her pupils suddenly shrank, her mouth opened wide, and her voice hoarsely stuck in her throat, "Ma... Mason Nightshade..."
"It seems Paul Wright served you well." Mason Nightshade's gaze was chillingly indifferent, "Want to get out? No need to rush, someone will take you out soon, the people outside can't wait for you to show your face."
The pain in her fingers was piercing, Audrey Wood barely had the strength to cry out. Paul Wright had been hitting her intermittently for over two hours. Even if the door was open and no one was guarding it, she wouldn't have the strength to crawl out.
