Not long after that, the maid who had just broken her own wrist walked in with a pale face.

"Why are you coming here?" Selina stared at the maid in astonishment.

"Sir asked me to serve you. If I can't serve you happily, he will kill me." The maid repeated expressionlessly, as if she had not been talking about her own life.

Selina saw that although the maid had bandaged her wrist, the blood was still seeping from the white gauze.

Ford was crazy. He would do anything for the purpose he had in mind.

Like he said, he could be patient with her now. Once he ran out of...