In the evening, Alice comes to Carl's room and sees him smoking by the floor-to-ceiling windows.

She takes off her nightgown. With a silk suspender nightdress, she hugs Carl's waist: "I'm here, Mr. Evans."

He turns around and looks at the woman. After that, she seems much thinner than before-with only bones left.

"It’s the very time."

"I’m your slave, right?" Alice resigns.

Carl touches her thin chin. "Too thin."

"Then don’t touch me If you're not satisfied."

Carl chuckles, "What do you think I call you here for?" He picks her up and throws her towards the big bed.

Holding back the nausea in her stomach, Alice greets him...