Hearing the masked man''s question, Sandra fell silent for a moment.


    "I do have a lot of information on him, enough to be very helpful. But if you want it, you have to let me go first. I''ll only give it to you then. If you don''t release me, you''ll never get it."


    The moment she finished speaking, a heavy, dead silence filled the cell.


    "You just want useful information from me so you can destroy him, don''t you? Don''t think I don''t know what you''re up to!"


    Seeing their silence, Sandra gritted her teeth and shouted at them.


    "If you don''t let me go, I won''t give you anything! You''ll never be able to defeat him, I''m telling you!"


    She continued to scream and rage.


    But the man opposite her remained indifferent. No matter what Sandra said, he simply ignored her.


    After several outbursts with the same result, Sandra slowly began to realize they weren''t interested in a deal. They were only interested in her answers.


    “Sandra, we''ll ask you onest time. Do you or do you not have information on him? If you do, hand it over. If you don''t, shut up!"


    "I don''t! I don''t have anything!"


    CRACK-


    The instant the words left her mouth, the masked man brought the whip down hard across her body.


    "Aaargh!"


    "You just said you did, and now you say you don''t. What do you take us for? Either you talk, or you prepare to die."


    The masked man struck her again and again, his blows mercilessly heavy.


    "Mr. Rosenberg said your life doesn''t matter anymore. He already has what he wants. If you want to live a few more days, you''ll obediently give us what we need. Otherwise, even if I beat you to death right now, Mr. Rosenberg won''t say a thing."


    At first, Sandra couldn''t believe what he was saying, but he continued to strike her with brutal, relentless force:


    She was going to die. She was really going to die. If she didn''t give in, he would actually kill her.


    On top of that, she hadn''t had a bite of food or a drop of water since yesterday.


    At this rate, even if they didn''t beat her to death, she would starve.


    She had never felt such terror in her life. Fear wrapped around her, suffocating her, making it hard to breathe.


    "Are you going to talk or not? Think carefully. This is your only chance."


    The man cracked the whip again, the sound so terrifying it made Sandra''s heart leap into her throat.


    "I... I''ll talk, tell you everything. Please just some


    ost spare me. Give food, let me live me


    please


    Gontent


    As long as... as long as she was alive, there was still hope.


    She had to live. She just had to survive.


    "That''s more like it. Now, talk."


    At the office.


    After the meeting, the boss announced he was taking them out for lunch and had already booked a private room.


    James immediately sidled up to Hannah.


    "I was going to make you treat me to lunch, but since the boss is paying, I''ll let you off the hook. You can take me out another day. You did promise, after all. You can''t go back on your word."


    Hannah maintained a polite smile and nodded.


    The group went to the restaurant, chatting andughing about their future coboration.