C359 Rescuing Joyce
The silver-haired girl stole a glance at his handsome profile. "My name is Ye Lianna, she whispered. I just turned eighteen."
"Okay, Ye Lianna." Joyce braked and parked on the long, quiet avenue. He stared into her dark eyes, lit a cigarette for himself, and said, "Now answer my questions. If you can satisfy me, I can set you free."
"Really?" said the silver-haired girl