Chapter 7

Her stomach rumbled loudly even though he was fully dressed now. Beatrice was extremely embarrassed when someone found her tied up and naked. Beatrice can’t stop thinking about what’s going on in the mind of this woman who seems a few years older than Beatrice. She felt really uncomfortable.

"Thank you," Beatrice said after managing to regain control of herself. Her eyes remained downcast and slightly lost. If it weren't for the shocking news, maybe tonight would have been a night she would spend with deep trauma.

Especially her growing hatred for Sam.

"It's okay," the figure said softly. She also gave a reassuring pat on Beatrice's shoulder. That made Beatrice look up, and their eyes met in the air. The woman's thin smile looked genuinely sincere, which eventually infected Beatrice, making her smile briefly too.

"Oh, by the way, we haven't introduced ourselves," the woman extended her hand. "I'm Anne."

"Beatrice," Beatrice replied shortly, shaking her