C141 I Was the One Who Was Chosen

I bit my lower lip hard, struggling with the realization that I didn't have any other choice. The only way Eric could treat me well was if I promised Jorrell.

"You don't have much time to think."

Seeing that I didn't say anything for a long time, Jorrell spoke again. I could feel that he was getting impatient.

"Can I ask you a question?"

I raised my head and looked at Jorrell