047 Drunk Alcohol

Roxy Jenkins' eyes were flashing with an unusual flame, filled with anger and even more interest in Samantha Collins,

She looked at Samantha, like a leopard eyeing its prey, a bloodthirsty smile spread across her face, "So, how about it? There are still a few bullets left in this gun. Would you like to try it on your pretty little face to see if being shot hurts?"

Samantha's ears were still ringing from the gunshot, and at this point, she was too frightened to move. She slowly shook her head.

Roxy pointed the gun at her face again, "This time, I give you two choices. Either I make you disappear from my sight forever, and with a single shot, you go to another world to pursue your acting dream."

"The second choice, you do something for me. You complete it, and then follow my original plan, leave here, and never return."

"I... I choose the second one."

Samantha choked out these words as if giving every last ounce of strength.

"Good, a smart choice."