Chapter 73 Remember My Face In Hell

• A young girl in her early twenties sat on the floor with rubber cuffs on her wrists. Her hair looked upkeeped, face red, nose running, and the silver dress she wore looked dirty. If a person had looked at it earlier, he would likely say the outfit does not deserve what has befallen it but no one knew.
• She wipe her running nose with the back of her hand and trembled as someone yelled at her face. Her lips quivered and she bit them to stop her from crying.
• "You took 10,000 euro to trade my sister to get kidnapped?!" Ugo yelled at her face, his finger entangled in her hair and he yanked it roughly "I don't need that lips to keep quivering, TALK!!!"