Cyndi's body trembled violently as beads of sweat gathered across her forehead while her breathing gradually became uneven.
A suffocating tightness wrapped itself around her chest, making it difficult for her to draw in enough air. She leaned weakly against the seat, her fingers clutching the edge tightly as fear completely consumed her thoughts.
Ever since moving into the Whyte family with her mother at the age of five, Cyndi had grown up witnessing the kind of man Arnold Whyte truly was.
To the public, Arnold Whyte was a respected philanthropist and an honorable statesman whose reputation inspired admiration and respect everywhere he went.
However, behind closed doors, Cyndi knew a completely different version of him. Arnold Whyte was ruthless, cold-hearted, and terrifying whenever his authority or interests were threatened.
Arnold was ruthless.
