Chelsea leaned against the wall outside the bathroom, keeping her distance from the stinking Thea to avoid getting nauseated by her smell.

Thea, realizing she was sprawled over the toilet, frowned in disgust and instinctively tried to get up. However, the moment she moved, a sharp pain made her feel like her legs were paralyzed.

“Ah…” she groaned softly, looking down to find her knees swollen like giant buns, red and purple.

Pain brought clarity.

Memories started flooding into her mind—

Chelsea leaned lazily against the doorway, watching her.

Clarice approached with bodyguards to escort her back to the room.

She was forced to kneel by the toilet.

She vomited...