Chapter: 471

Oscar approached Norah, leaning down to brush aside her tousled locks, his fingers tracing her face delicately.

"Indeed, you are a breathtaking beauty.”

"Get Lost."

Norah cursed Oscar inwardly, her anger seething as she locked eyes with him.

Oscar trailed his fingers down her chin, tilting it upward forcefully.

Her radiant features gleamed in the light, her eyes bewitching, her lips as crimson as the ripest cherries, alluring and enticing.

A hint of cruelty flickered in Oscar's eyes. “You're quite feisty."

His grip on Norah's chin tightened, eliciting a wince from her, the frostiness in her gaze intensifying.

“You wear pain and anger well. I wonder if you're as passionate in bed."

With narrowed eyes, Oscar turned to Riss. "Are you going to interrogate her, or shall I take her to my quarters?"

Norah's heart sank, the bindings on her wrists starting to slacken.

Was Sean aware of her disappearance? Would he attempt a rescue?

Breaker held sway as Lochdeer's foremost gangster. Even if Sean harbored rescue intentions, penetrating his stronghold would prove formidable.

Given the foreign setting, Sean's influence, however substantial in Glophia, dwindled to mere financial resources in this unfamiliar territory.

Her heart sank. She resolved to seek an escape route rather than rely on others for salvation.

"What precisely have you apprehended me for?" Norah inquired before Riss uttered a word.

Sean's associates claimed they were conducting an investigation, yet before any findings emerged, Riss apprehended her.

Riss regarded Norah with a chilly gaze. “You've proven adept at dealing with Jack and his cohorts. Breaker engages in transactions for profit and others. Unfortunately for you, you've tangled with the denizens of the East Zone."

The factions in Otland shared a robust alliance. Upon receiving assistance requests from fellow factions, they typically offered their support.

It was only then that Norah recalled Jack's muttered curse directed at them.

She couldn't pinpoint when Jack had contacted Breaker and divulged their information.

"Riss, I can offer you twice the sum Jack provided."

In the world of gangsters, one's virtue only came second to money.

"No, no, no. It's not about the money right now. Because of you, Breaker lost four elites. So, you must pay for it with your life,"