Nina Sinclair looked at the cowardly man before her and felt an overwhelming urge to slap him across the face.
But Joseph Shaw was her only support now. No matter how foolish she might be, she wasn't stupid enough to offend her meal ticket.
So, she feigned innocence and brushed her body against Joseph Shaw's leg. The man instantly tensed up, his mind racing with lust.
"Actually... we don't have to do it ourselves."
Joseph Shaw's eyes lit up the moment he heard that.
"What other way is there?"
He had suffered at Chloe Sinclair's hands before, and now, more than anyone, he wanted to see her miserable.
Nina Sinclair's confident demeanor immediately piqued his interest.
"The thing is, we don't need to get our own hands dirty to take care of Chloe Sinclair."
Seeing Joseph Shaw take the bait, Nina Sinclair beckoned him closer.
Joseph Shaw understood immediately. With a sly grin, he leaned in.
