Splash!

Cold water hit Avery in the face. She came around!

The wound on her head was so painful she silently gasped.

"Not dead yet." The bodyguard who splashed her with water threw the bucket aside. He said, "We don't see people dying in dramas from running into a wall, right? Hehe! No one dies that easily!"

"What should we do next? This woman is stubborn. If we don't do something harsher, she won't talk."

The other bodyguard nodded.

Avery gritted her teeth and looked at them coldly. All of her fear in her was converted to a never-ending flow of resentment.

The more Elliot treated her this way, the more she would not tell him! Even if he skinned her with his bare hands! Even if she dies, she would never tell him who her children's father is! Allowing the children to enter an orphanage was better than having the devil for a father!

The two bodyguards were talking amongst themselves in hushed tones. Then one came over, grabbed her with one hand, and dragged her forward.

"Miss