The Dust Has Settled, And Our Debts Repaid

“Poppy! Where are you now? Are you hurt?” Brandon’s voice was trembling as he asked carefully.

“Huh?” Poppy was stunned.

“I’m not hurt. I went to a mountain to… prepare gifts for you. There’s no signal up there. That’s why you couldn’t reach me for the whole day.”

At that moment, Brandon suddenly froze.

He then frantically turned off the remote control and stopped the torture.

The currents immediately stopped.

I grimaced and looked at him mockingly.

“Brandon? Are you alright?” Poppy asked hesitantly.

“I’m fine… are you hurt?”

Poppy immediately started to sob. “Brandon, in order to pick that flower for you, the rocks cut my legs. I’m bleeding a lot now. I have just gotten them bandaged in the hospital.”

Brandon’s expression immediately changed.

“Send me your location. I’ll come over now!”

After he ended the call, Brandon finally shot me a glance.

“I’ve misunderstood you earlier.”

He sounded tense, but his eyes were still cold. “But it’s because of you that I delayed my plans in finding Poppy! Otherwise, my men would’ve located her a while back!”

I smiled mockingly and stared silently at him.

I did not say a word.

“Keep her here. If something happens to Poppy, she has to be responsible!”

Brandon instructed the bodyguards coldly.

However, he personally untied the contraptions on me and passed me a clean towel.

After he did that, he turned around and left.

The towel fell onto the floor. My eyes were cold when I stepped on it, as though it was trash.

I no longer cared about Brandon’s love and apology.

I was left alone in the basement. It was dark, so I could hardly see anything.

After a long while, the door cracked open, and light poured in.

“Aspen!”

Samuel, who used to call me an idiot, looked at me as he trembled.

He ran toward me and carefully wrapped me in his arms.

“Silly, don’t you know how… afraid I was of something happening to you? You look so pitiful, and I feel so bad.”

I looked at his face as my vision started to blur. Then, I lost my consciousness.

“Aspen, I’ll… make him pay for this.”

Samuel walked toward the light and carried me out of the basement.