Tied up and with a hood over his head, Richard was taken to a strange place. He was so terrified that he kept shuddering uncontrollably as different nightmare-inducing scenarios kept playing through his mind.

Ever since Richard's contract with Sabrina came into full effect, he didn't need to do anything else but pretend to be Sabrina's boyfriend.

Therefore, he didn't need to go to the bar. He was at home resting when he heard someone knock on his door.

Oblivious to what awaited him on the other side, he sauntered over and turned the door knob. The second the door was opened, a hand clamped over his mouth. Then, he was yanked outside. His arms bound tightly, he was taken into a nearby vehicle.

Richard's mind raced. Who were the kidnappers? Why did they kidnap him?

Richard's nerves were frayed and he felt lightheaded. He had no idea where he was, but all he could smell was the strong fragrance in the air.

“Madam, here he is," a man announced in a rough voice. Richard could tell that the person who spoke was standing to his side.

"Okay. Free him," the female voice drawled.

"Yes."

Richard garbled eagerly. The second his hands were untied, he quickly took off the hood and the rag in his mouth.

Finally free of his restraint, he looked up and saw that he was in an exquisite and gorgeous chamber. A strange woman sat on the sofa in front of him.

The woman was stunning, with impeccable makeup. Her bold red Lips were impossible to ignore, and her permed hair cascaded in large, elegant waves behind her with effortless grace. She was wearing a limited-edition dress. It showcased her delicate thighs to perfection.

In an instant, Mrs. George caught Richard's attention.

Mrs. George smiled when she noticed the glimmer in Richard's eyes.

"Do you recognize me?" she asked sweetly.

But Richard didn't reply. He appeared dumbfounded and his stare was glassy.

Mrs. George cleared her throat and asked, "Richard?"

Finally, Richard snapped out of it. “What? What did you say? Sorry, I didn't hear you."

Richard blushed as he realized he had been lost in thought when he saw this stunning woman. The mere thought of her noticing his absent-mindedness made him feel timid and bashful.

"Do you know who I am?"