Breaking Up Made Me the Villain
"Annabeth, why can't you understand me? How else do you think Schmidt Group makes money if not through organs? And if I can't make money, how am I supposed to marry you?
"Don't think about calling the cops, and don't think about running either. My father kept Schmidt Group standing because he was never afraid of the authorities. Now stop pretending to be a saint, Annabeth. Join me in hell!"
His face filled the screen, twisted and deranged. In the footage, my face was flushed red as he choked me. I couldn't breathe.
Just as I was about to pass out, he flung me aside.
"Annabeth, if you don't behave, I'd be happy to show you a live dissection right now."
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