Chapter 5515

Truth was, his early swagger had rested on a single fact-Jared stood only steps

away.

Yet Jared remained motionless, arms folded, watching Flaxseed’s frantic dance with an almost amused curve to his lips.

“Are you still frozen, kid? Fine. After I’m done, you can have your turn!” Flaxseed shouted, skidding through another plume of dust.

Jared’s brows knit. Talking about “taking turns” with the terrified girl made Flaxseed no better than the thugs they were facing.

The woman heard the implication too; her knees pressed together, a tremor of dread racing up her spine.

She realized then that Flaxseed’s “rescue” might spare her life yet not her dignity; escape from disgrace seemed impossible.