Chapter 387

Several men were on the verge of wetting themselves, clamoring to say, "We, we didn't have a chance to do anything."

"We didn't do anything."

"We didn't spike the drinks."

"A woman approached us, asking us to rape her, take photos, and promised us ten thousand dollars."

"It's none of our business..."

Samuel's face was ominous, his eyes filled with murderous intent. "Drag them away, and make it so they can't have sex with a woman for the rest of their lives."

"Yes, CEO."

"Spare us."

"We wouldn't dare..."

"Please, I'm begging you, I'm kneeling to you, spare us..."

The pleas were continuous.

One of the bodyguards punched one of them. "Shut up!"

They were quickly dragged out the door...

"Stop!" Samuel halted them, squinting ominously.

Downstairs.

"That bitch must be having a great time right now." Cassandra exhaled smoke, her face showing schadenfreude and mockery.

"Five men should be enough for her to handle." Fanny blew a smoke ring.

"Doesn't she like men? Is five enough?" Cassandra was pleased. "Ms. Taylor, you are experienced and amazing."

"Are you calling me old?"

"No, no, that's not what I meant." Cassandra quickly corrected herself. "I meant you're wise."

Fanny was in a good mood and couldn't be bothered to argue with her. "You should learn to use your brain. What can you achieve by making a scene like a madwoman?"

She used to be like that herself. She had suffered a lot and had to use her brain.

"Yes, you're right. She'll have sex with five men in one night, I wonder if her sugar daddies would still want her. She's so dirty, it would be even better if she contracted a disease."

Fanny suddenly revealed a sinister smile. "One of them already has a disease."

"Really? That's great, she deserves it!"

Fanny was extremely pleased. "Let's go have a drink, but not too much, we still have to take them up later to witness the wonderful scene."

"Okay, I've already informed in the group, everyone will see it soon!"

As they turned their heads, they saw the five men rushing toward them in a frenzy.

"So soon?"

Were the five men done already?

"Why did you come down? Didn't we say you should wait for us to bring people up?"

Fanny was puzzled. They suddenly grabbed the two of them.

"What are you doing?"

"Let us go."

"Are you crazy?"

This seemed very wrong, Fanny felt fear and was about to scream for help, but one of them covered her mouth. Cassandra took a few steps, but was also dragged back. They were forcibly taken upstairs and into a room.

The men began tearing their clothes.

"What are you doing? I told you to rape Layla Adkins, stop!"

"Let me go!"

"Bastard!"

"Help! Help!" Fanny kicked and screamed wildly, but to no avail. The thought of one of them having that disease almost scared her to death, prompting her to resist even more fiercely.

"Let me go!"

"Get your dirty hands off me."

"Let me go!" Cassandra's outer garment was torn open, and she started crying. "It's none of my business. She paid you off, go ask her about it, I'm innocent... let me go..."

"Cassandra!" Fanny was furious.

The room was filled with their cries for help, pleas, curses, and screams, like a scene from hell.

After some time passed.

Fanny suddenly woke up from the nightmare and realized she was lying on the bed without any clothes on and covered in marks. She quickly shook the sleeping Cassandra next to her. "Wake up, wake up..."

Cassandra also woke up suddenly, screaming in fear.

"Enjoying yourselves?" They heard an evil, cold laugh.

The air was filled with smoke.

The two women looked in horror as the five men, who were also naked, grinned disgustingly at them.

"What did you do to me? What did you do to me?" Cassandra panicked, curling up and grabbing Fanny's blanket to cover herself.

"Give me back the blanket." Fanny fought with her, both huddling behind the sheet.

"You're all adults, don't you know what happened? Why are you pretending to be innocent?"

"I was a pure girl!" Cassandra shouted hysterically, cursing and crying. "You beasts, I'll sue you! I'll make you go to jail!"

"Sue, anyway, she's the one who ordered it." The man pointed at Fanny. "I have evidence. When we go to court, she'll go to jail too."

Fanny's face turned red. She wished she had a knife to rush at them and fight. Her eyes were bloodshot with rage.

She never expected that the plan she made would backfire on her. She was now being insulted by five men, one of whom had that disease. She felt dirty and nauseous. Her body was covered in bruises, and she was trembling.

"Didn't expect to reap what you sowed, huh?" Their merciless laughter hurt Cassandra.

She turned her anger toward Fanny, glaring at her like a sworn enemy. "It's all because of you, if you hadn't come up with this bad idea, I wouldn't have lost my virginity and been... by these men."

"How can you blame me? You were involved too, don't you also hate Layla?" Fanny's eyes widened. "I'm a victim too. I haven't even blamed you for dragging me down, you idiot."

"I don't care! It's all your fault, give me back my virginity..." Cassandra slapped Fanny angrily.

After snapping out of her daze, Fanny, also furious, fought back. She couldn't beat the five men, but she could beat Cassandra.

"You dare hit me, you little whore?"

Fanny lunged at her, and they began pulling and fighting frantically. They grabbed each other's hair, spat at each other, cursed, and fought fiercely. The five men stood by, watching the spectacle.

At that moment, a group of people from the company suddenly burst in excitedly. Fanny was grabbing Cassandra's hair, Cassandra was clutching Fanny's neck, and they both had bloodshot eyes, wanting to kill each other, while the five naked men stood by.

Everyone was completely dumbfounded!

In the morning, sunlight streamed onto Layla's eyelids.

She opened her eyes, feeling that her head heavy, and she was dizzy. She felt as if she had slept last night, yet it also felt like she hadn't. Her consciousness was also fuzzy.

"You're awake. Do you have a headache?" Samuel asked nervously when he saw her furrowed brow.

"Samuel? Am I awake, or still dreaming?" Layla murmured to herself. Her limbs felt weak and she had no strength. Was she still dreaming?

"Do you dream of me often?" Samuel looked at her silly face, smiling as he took her small hand, "Want me to pinch you to see if I'm real or not?"