Chapter 535

Samantha was already unconscious, but she was still feebly calling out for help. "Send me back, please. I don't want to stay here. I don't want to drink anymore…" The man who was making fun of her refused to stop and picked her up. "Stop acting! We're just getting started here. We brought out all the good liquor. If we don't have a good time, do you think you can leave?" With that, he took two glasses of whiskey nearby and poured it straight into her mouth. Samantha struggled painfully and tried to close her mouth tightly. The alcohol couldn't fit in her mouth and spilled. Her clothes were soaked and she moaned feebly. She was like a drowned dog, helpless and prepared to suffocate. At that moment, Helen hated her empathy for people. These bastards regarded women as playthings and had no basic respect for life. Forget it, she just needed to treat Samantha like a stranger. In that case, she could at least justify her own actions. After some thought conflicts, Helen planned to drive