Vivian Lee struggled, but couldn't move. For the first time, she felt firsthand a strength more terrifying than Ian Quincy's. "Ugh, it hurts... Help me..."
Cecilia Adler glanced around. The entire alley was empty. She listened intently; the only sound was the faint murmur of voices from nearby residents, still a good distance away. She said brazenly, "Deal with the pain. No one's coming to save you. Your only option is to beg me to let you go." With her free hand, she pulled out a pair of scissors and brought the tip toward Vivian Lee's eye.
Vivian Lee went limp with fear. "I, I..."
"What about you? Spit it out. Tell me why you know about Ian's dual personalities, how you know I made a thousand yuan, and why you're targeting me and Ian! If you stutter even once, I'll take it as a lie, and well... my hand might just slip with these scissors." Cecilia loosened her grip slightly, giving Vivian room to speak.
