Chapter 213 I Can't Do It

Unnoticed, Rod had already downed several drinks. His eyes spinning, he walked languidly to the chair behind his desk and sat down. Moments later, he leaned back in the chair and fell into a deep sleep.

The door was knocked, and Anna cautiously pushed it open and entered. Seeing Rod, who was sound asleep in the chair, she spoke softly.

Jack sneered, "Even if you slapped him, he wouldn't wake up!"

Smack!

Anna indeed sent a slap across, and Rod's head tilted to one side, still deeply asleep. Under the dual effects of alcohol and drugs, by now he was sleeping like a log.

At this juncture, Jack carefully pulled open Rod's drawer and handed it to Anna.

"Begin, Anna!"

"Me?" Anna stepped back in trepidation, "I... I can't do it!"

"Have you forgotten how he hit you, how he brought a woman back to have sex in your bedroom..." Jack handed the gun to Anna, and carefully wrapped her hand around the gun with his fingers, "Now is your time for revenge!"