Chapter 255 Threat
With a resounding crash, the door burst open, and a tall, impeccably upright man strode in. Norah glanced up to find a stem-faced figure advancing towards her with deliberate steps.
It must be acknowledged that Riss' capacity to cultivate a celebrity persona stemmed from his strikingly handsome visage.
In contemporary society, the majority prioritize physical attractiveness, often placing it above moral virtues.
His chiseled features-angular jawline, prominent nose, and piercing gaze-remained fixed on Norah.
The man before her exuded an air of gloom and arrogance.
Til ask you once more. Where did you acquire this information?" Riss extended his fingers, gripping Norah's chin with a frigid stare.
His touch sent a chill through her, and though her chin throbbed with discomfort, Norah met
his gaze unwaveringly.
"I've heard it from various sources."
Upon hearing her response, he lapsed into a prolonged silence. Eventually, a smile tugged at his lips, and he released her chin, taking two steps backward to fold his arms across his chest, his gaze chillingly fixed on her.
"Miss, I've noted your beauty from the outset, yet your words often make me upset. Oscar."
The man outside strolled in nonchalantly. "What's the matter?"
With a playful grin, Riss gestured towards Norah "I recall your fondness for this type of
woman, do I not? How about indulging in her? Perform for me, and let's see if she remains
stubbom.
Oscar approached Norah, leaning down to brush aside her tousled locks, his fingers tracing her face delicately.
"Indeed, you are a breathtaking beauty."
"Get lost."
Norah cursed Oscar inwardly, her anger seething as she locked eyes with him.
Oscar trailed his fingers down her chin, tilting it upward forcefully.
Her radiant features gleamed in the light, her eyes bewitching, her lips as crimson as the ripest cherries, alluring and enticing.
A hint of cruelty flickered in Oscar's eyes. "You're quite feisty."
His grip on Norah's chin tightened, eliciting a wince from her, the frostiness in her gaze intensifying.
"You wear pain and anger well. I wonder if you're as passionate in bed."
With narrowed eyes, Oscar turned to Riss. "Are you going to interrogate her, or shall I take her to my quarters?"
Norah's heart sank, the bindings on her wrists starting to slacken.
Was Sean aware of her disappearance? Would he attempt a rescue? Breaker held sway ass Lochdeer's foremost gangster. Even if Sean harbored rescue intentions, penetrating his stronghold would prove formidable.
Given the foreign setting, Sean's influence, however substantial in Glophia, dwindled to mere financial resources in this unfamiliar territory.
Her heart sank. She resolved to seek an escape route rather than rely on others for salvation.
What precisely have you apprehended me for?" Norah inquired before Riss uttered a word. "
Sean's associates claimed they were conducting an investigation, yet before any findings emerged, Riss apprehended her.
Riss regarded Norah with a chilly gaze. "You've proven adept at dealing with Jack and his cohorts. Breaker engages in transactions for profit and others. Unfortunately for you, you've tangled with the denizens of the East Zone."
The factions in Otland shared a robust alliance. Upon receiving assistance requests from fellow factions, they typically offered their support.
It was only then that Norah recalled Jack's muttered curse directed at them.
She couldn't pinpoint when Jack had contacted Breaker and divulged their information.
'Riss, I can offer you twice the sum Jack provided.”