Hot Shot Divorce
A battered man, barely recognizable, was dragged in and thrown aggressively in front of Olivia.
Olivia immediately recognized him as the waiter she had bribed to disfigure Lana.
"Eric, what do you mean by this?" Olivia asked, her voice filled with uncertainty and fear.
Eric sank onto the couch, holding a champagne glass, sipping leisurely.
"What do you mean? Aren't you more aware of it than I am?" Eric's sinister gaze bore into Olivia.
"Bribing someone in my territory? Do you have a death wish?" he asked.
Olivia shivered, attempting to call for help using her phone, but her trembling hands betrayed her. Her overwhelming fear made it impossible for her to dial the number.