"I wouldn't dare, Young Mister Johnson, I'm just begging you to give me a way to live."
Chloe Simpson felt her heart clench, nodded slightly, bent her waist, and assumed a very humble posture.
A threat was indeed a threat, but it was a pleading threat.
The man who just entered covered in blood was Jack Woods, Alexander Johnson's assistant.
Someone like Alexander Johnson, if he wanted to get things done, he had a multitude of people to choose from, there was no need to send his own assistant.
Unless it was something very important!
Jack Woods was seriously injured, indicating that this matter was not only urgent but life-threatening.
That's why Chloe Simpson thought of using this affair to exchange for her freedom.
In her view, she was just a woman who had a one-night stand with Alexander Johnson, and now that she wasn't at his disposal, he had such a great interest in her.
