C188 Hostage

“How lucky I am to finally cornered you here.” The man who was wearing an evil grin sounded.

“Mr. Clinton.” Arabella’s lips were trembling. Shocked, her eyes widened. With what happened at the party, she could easily decipher what he wanted. Her instinct was telling her to hurriedly run away but when she was about to turn her heels around, she bumped on a hard rock chest