Everyone was stunned by what they had seen.

Most of them looked frightened rather than taking pleasure in my misfortune.

I could imagine what my face looked like, thinking that it should be the same as one in a horror movie.

Finally, a woman thought of taking out her cell phone to take photos of me. I was so scared that I lowered my head and covered my face, pleading, "Let me go."

"I won't." Roger laughed coldly, "Amanda told me that you looked like this just now. I wasn't convinced. But I didn't expect that Mr. Cowell would have such a unique hobby for women."

People around began to...