Seeing the kidnapper didn't answer her, Charlotte Thompson slightly arched her back and a smile curled on her lips.
"Brother, as long as you let me go, I can agree to anything you want."
The kidnapper, hearing this, immediately squinted his eyes with interest.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Whatever the kidnapper brother thinks it means, that's what it means." Charlotte's smile deepened, eyes curving,
The kidnapper stroked his chin, his gaze began boldly and greedily assessing Charlotte's body.
Charlotte's smile grew wider, then her gaze swept across the whole factory, finally resting in a corner obscured by some objects.
"I can tell big brother knows how to cherish beauty. Anyway, the person you want is her. As long as you keep an eye on her, it doesn't matter what happens to the others, right?"
Seeing the growing wavering in the kidnapper's eyes, Charlotte continued to speak,
"Are you crazy? Do you know what you're saying!" Annie Anne's emotions were even more agitated.
