She could go back, but what about her sister- in-law?
Would it be very dangerous for her sister-in- law to be here? The people here were too vile. Even that Wharton had said that he wouldn't help her.
"And, where's my fiance? Where's Bowen?" Lita pressed her lips together, and her tears dripped down her cheeks. She was crying like a child. "Where is he? Can you also release Bowen? He's a very talented violin. Don't cut his fingers and ears, and my sister-in-law. You don't want to kill my sister-in-law either..."
For a moment, Lita didn't know who to plead for and how to plead for him.
She was the only one who could leave. She felt sad.
From the mirror on the sink, she saw Yara crying so hard that she was confused. She dug her ears with her little finger and snorted. "Who wants your money? I don't know how much I envy you. If I could leave this organization, I would be happy for three days and three nights. I would burn three sticks of incense. Who would cry?"