Chapter 1788

The man confiscated Carrie’s phone and escorted her into the car. Cold sweat soaked Carrie’s shivering back as her slender, fragile body curled up pitifully next to Jace. She was still clutching her teddy bear, her hands trembling uncontrollably. Despite facing unknown dangers, Carrie did not cry or beg Jace for mercy. She sat quietly, like a beautiful doll, waiting for her fate. It ironically made it harder for others to be too cruel to her. Before leaving the villa, Jace grabbed another two apples. He took a bite from one and offered the other to the girl. “Do you want a bite?” he asked. Carrie slowly lifted her pale, tense face. Her soft lips were colorless, and her sweat-dampened hair clung to her cheeks. Her voice was light and weak. “Are you really sent by the Hoffman Group to get me?” Jace remained silent and kept the apple. “Are you going to kill me?” Jace continued to chew loudly. “If I’m your target, please don’t harm Yasmin.” Carrie’s eyes shone with determined lig