Just as Zoey Sanders was about to say something, two men suddenly walked in from outside.
Seeing their aggressive approach, Zoey had a bad feeling.
"What are you doing?"
The men didn't answer her, they simply each grabbed her arm and dragged her out.
Zoey hadn't eaten dinner the previous night and had spent the night in wet clothes, which left her feeling dizzy and unable to withstand their rough handling.
"Where are you taking me?"
Still, no one answered her.
Zoey panicked, afraid they would take her out and kill her as a criminal.
"No, brother, listen to me, I am Zoey Sanders. The one with your boss is someone who has taken my place, can I see your superior?" Zoey said quickly as she was being dragged away.
But the two men were completely indifferent, treating her like air and ignoring her entirely.
"Let me at least see the man who locked me up last night, hey, where exactly are you taking me?"
Zoey felt nervous, scared, and desperately hoped to be believed.
