"Go away, bastard," she cursed under her breath.


    "Oh my oh my, she looks so cute when she’s mad, don’t you think Ned?"


    The guy called Ned nodded in agreement. "Indeed she is. But I doubt she can keep up with that feisty attitude of hers when she stays a few days at her new home."


    ’New home?’ Allison thought, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.


    Even so, she didn’t bother to ask them what they met.


    The van was dark—just like beyond the closed windows—shaking due to the unsmoothened road, which only made Allison wonder how long they’d been driving, and how far they were still going to go.


    As if someone had heard her inner thoughts, one of the men questioned the driver, "How long till we get to Silverwood?"


    "Five minutes more. We’re almost there," the driver responded.


    ’Silverwood. That town is very close to Radiantia,’ Allison thought to herself, a little more relieved she wasn’t far from Radiantia.


    But then, she wasn’t going to let herself be dragged by unknown men however they wanted.


    She red at the top of Olivia’s head. As though thetter could feel it, she turned to smile at Allison.


    "Don’t worry, your life will get pretty interesting from now on," Olivia said.


    Allison silently gnashed her teeth in anger, waiting for the perfect moment she would be able to deal with Olivia more properly.


    Within the few minutes left, Allison tried toe up with a n so that she could escape from these people—from her father. He needed to be punished for what he’d done.


    "We’re here," the driver announced, as the van moved in slow motion, probably parking somewhere.


    Allison immediately readied herself as she was dragged out of the car.


    When they got out of the van, Allison came to realize they were actually in the bush, in the middle of nowhere.


    "Let’s go quickly, I’m sure the boss will love to meet our new catfish. We caught a good one today, so he should give us a bonus don’t you think?" The collector said, rushing to lead them.


    Allison suddenly realized the boss had a boss.


    ’What kind of messed up shit is this?’ Allison couldn’t help but wonder.


    "Hold up a second!" Olivia said, catching everyone’s attention. "What about the money you were supposed to give to Mr. Quinn? You said if you arrive here without any hassle in case someone follows you, you would give him the money. Then from there, I can get my share, so where’s the money?"


    The collector chuckled lightly.


    "I must say you’re quite brave to follow us here since you don’t even know who we are. You don’t even know the kind of business we’re into." The collector took a closer step toward her. "Since we’re here, how about we take you as well? Although...." The collector trailed off, ncing between Allison and Olivia with squinted eyes as if he were measuring something. "This white-haired beauty is more beautiful than you. You’re filled with stics."


    Allison’s jaws dropped in shock when she heard the collector’s words. This wasn’t aughing moment but she couldn’t help but sniffle outughter.


    Meanwhile, the other goons didn’t even try to hold back. They roared like animals simr to the ones in the bush if there was one.


    Olivia scrunched up her nose, feeling utterly embarrassed, but she didn’t remark.


    The collector was right anyway. She didn’t know them.


    "You’re right about me not knowing you, but did you think I would follow you people down here, without a single ounce of security all in the name of money?" She questioned, darting her eyes between them. "My dad is a policeman, and I’ve sent him my location."


    The goons that wereughing instantly fell quiet, their bodies stiff as they immediately became alert.


    "I don’t know what kind of business you’re up to, but I certainly won’t risk my life just for money. Which is why I sent my father my location, informing him I was going to a party. So in case I’m homete, he knows where to find me," she finished.


    The goons nced at each other, realizing they’d picked up the wrong kind of girl.


    "But you don’t have to worry about any of that, I promise you. Well, as long as you torture her enough wherever you’re taking her because she deserves it for everything she had done to me!"


    "Wait wait... your father is a cop?" The collector questioned Olivia.


    "Are you slow?" She questioned back. "If you’re worried I might report to him regarding the illegal business I’m witnessing, then you have nothing to worry about. Just make sure she doesn’t live a peaceful life wherever you’re taking her."