Chapter 2

Olivia Miller struggled to get out of bed. The luxurious suite was empty, with a set of clothes lying beside the bed.

Without paying attention to anything else, she hurriedly put them on.

"These clothes fit perfectly."

A sudden comment made Olivia Miller startled. James Henderson had somehow entered without her knowing, his gaze fixed on her.

Olivia Miller instinctively turned her face away.

James Henderson chuckled softly, his eyes lingering on Olivia Miller's face.

Without hesitation, James Henderson walked closer.

"I'll pay you back the money," Olivia Miller suddenly shouted out.

James Henderson laughed, clearly amused by her reaction.

Olivia Miller continued, "I have hands and feet; I can earn money on my own."

"Hehe..." James Henderson laughed, pointing at Olivia Miller's small nose and gently pinching it, finding her flushed face even more adorable.

"What are you laughing at?!" Olivia Miller felt a mix of embarrassment and anger, and she didn't know where she found the strength, but she pushed James Henderson away, stood up, and declared, "One hundred million... I'll pay it back."

"One hundred million GBP," James Henderson corrected her with a smile, sitting up. "Night Color always settles transactions in GBP."

Olivia Miller immediately felt dizzy but didn't fall. Whether it was one hundred million GBP or one hundred million US dollars, to her, there was no difference right now. Her body trembled, her hands clenched tightly, yet she spoke firmly, "I'll definitely pay it back."

"Alright, how do you plan to pay?" James Henderson didn't argue but simply asked with a smile.

Olivia Miller answered immediately, "First, let me go home. I can ask my family for the money. For the remaining amount, I will earn it and pay you back."

"Go home? So that's your plan," James Henderson said with a smile, clearly in a good mood.

Olivia Miller's expression tightened. She planned to use paying off the debt as an excuse to escape. Still, she bit her teeth and said, "My family is very wealthy. Although we can't raise one hundred million right away, we can pay part of it first..."

Would the man in front of her believe such an excuse? Honestly, she didn't believe it herself.

"What's your name?" James Henderson suddenly asked.

Olivia Miller was a little surprised and unconsciously said, "Claire Miller."

"Claire Miller? That's a very nice name." James Henderson laughed louder, then said, "Olivia Miller, it seems you're indeed a liar."

Olivia Miller's eyes widened immediately. How quickly had he discovered her real name, and how could she now plan her escape?

"However, since you want it so badly, I suppose I can agree," James Henderson suddenly added, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he looked at Olivia Miller.

"Eh?" Olivia Miller was stunned.

"As long as your debt is unpaid, you must be at my disposal; you must follow every order I give immediately," James Henderson said casually. "You could also try to please me, and if I'm in a good mood, perhaps I'll write you a check you can use to pay off your debt."

Olivia Miller was still in confusion; she hadn't expected James Henderson to agree so quickly.

"Shall we sign a contract?" James Henderson asked with enthusiasm.

Then, without waiting for Olivia Miller's response, he made a phone call and gave some instructions. A man quickly arrived with two copies of the contract. Olivia Miller glanced at the contract, full of terms.

Olivia Miller only read the words "free activity" before saying, "I'll sign it!"

With a debt of one hundred million US dollars on her back, paying it off seemed like a problem for the rest of her life. The most important thing right now was to regain her personal freedom.

"Don't you want to read it further?" James Henderson asked with a smile, as if giving her a chance.

Olivia Miller shook her head; as long as she could leave this place, nothing else mattered.

The man handed her a pen, and she quickly signed her name.

James Henderson checked the signature below, which was quite literate. This didn't seem to match Olivia Miller's deceptive nature, but it still entertained him.

Her body, her temperament, even the sound of her voice.

Attending this auction was really worth it.

"So, can I leave right now?" Olivia Miller asked eagerly.

James Henderson didn't answer but suddenly stood up and walked to the window, pulling the curtains open.

Olivia Miller was stunned to see the vast open sea outside, with no land in sight.

Where was this place?

"This is international waters. The cruise ship will not dock for another three days," James Henderson spoke.

Olivia Miller immediately asked, "Then can I leave in three days?"

"Depends on my mood," James Henderson replied. "It seems you haven't been listening to me; my orders come first."

Olivia Miller's expression, which had started to relax, immediately froze. The conversation had been too pleasant, making her let her guard down. Even when James Henderson smiled, his eyes remained cold, filled with boundless cruelty.

He was capable of anything frightening.