After seeing who was pulling her, Taya’s face that took so much effort to become rosy, turned pale instantly.

She quickly tried to open the car door, but it had already been locked when she was dragged in.

Seeing that there was no escape, Taya looked at Amon with panic, “Didn’t you let me go? Why are you here for me?”

Amon, in a white shirt, looked neat and dapper. When he heard her questioning voice, he turned over slightly and looked at her, “I need you to confirm something.” ...