Living With My Lady Boss romance Capítulo 155

Indra clung onto her clothes for dear life, but she was nowhere as strong as several men combined. They tore her clothes off her and gave her a fierce beating.

"What now, Mister Hudson?" asked one of the men.

Remy snorted. "Lock her up and let her go without food for three days. If she still won't listen, you guys can take turns having fun with her."

"Thank you, Mister Hudson," the group of men replied, bursting out into laughter.

Indra felt truly hopeless, trembling in both physical and emotional agony.

The next second, Remy waved a hand and some men dragged Indra into another room, leaving her in there and locking the door.

This place was in the middle of nowhere, and there was no way Indra could get any help.

Remy returned to his office. On his desk was a computer, the screen divided into numerous boxes showing different footage.

Various streamers of both genders were bent into different positions, doing unthinkable deeds. The streams were garnering viewers in the hundreds of thousands, and some of them even raked in millions.

Remy smiled at the screen, satisfied.

…

The next morning.

Wilbur woke up and sat in his room for a long time. He seemed to be thinking about something.

A while later, he took out his phone and searched for Glory Media Company. He then drove to the address he found.

He had a feeling about what Indra might have gotten into and decided to have a look at this place for himself. Besides, Cape International's reputation was at stake.

Wilbur knocked on the door.

Shirmy was at her desk, as usual. She looked up at him and asked, "Yes?"

Shirmy made a call and told Wilbur to stay put.

Not long after, two men came in. They exchanged a few words with Shirmy and left with Wilbur right after.

Wilbur's phone was taken from him on the way, and he sighed as the car drove further and further out of town. There was no way this company was up to any good, and Indra had definitely been scammed.

A little over two hours later, the car stopped in front of an abandoned factory and Wilbur was brought inside.

He saw the individual rooms with music faintly playing from inside, and his frown deepened.

Not long after, Wilbur was taken to a room set up like a photo studio. Two burly men sat him down on a chair, and Remy entered the room shortly after.

Remy glanced at Wilbur and raised his eyebrows. "Have we met before?"

Wilbur shook his head, feeling confused. "I don't think so, sir."