Fear and hopelessness swallowed her whole body.
Lying on the cold floor, she could hear the soft drip of her own blood.
In the darkness, Kate's eyes stayed wide open.
As the minutes passed, her fear slowly twisted into hatred.
Chantelle… one day, I'll make you pay for this. Every bit of pain and shame—I'll return it a thousand times over.
Meanwhile, Chantelle arrived at Enchanteur Bar with Calvin.
They picked a spot with a clear view and took their seats.
Chantelle wore a shiny black dress and studded boots that matched the bar's vibe.
Her hair was pulled into a high ponytail, and the light makeup she wore brought out her features, making her look sharp and stunning.
"Calvin, are you sure Joseph will show up tonight?" she asked right away.
"Yeah," Calvin nodded. "Our people said he's meeting someone here at 8 PM."
"Did you find out who he's going to meet here?"
