Chapter 118: Naomi Sleepwalking?

The man in the black suit turned his back without a flicker of emotion, as if everything happening in front of him had nothing to do with him. After a while, Jonas Zorn seemed to have gotten bored. He casually tossed Mikayla Lyson onto the floor. Mikayla curled up there, shaking uncontrollably. Jonas pointed at another girl. "Next." The girl he singled out went limp in the legs, nearly collapsing. Jonas's expression darkened. "Bring her here." His bodyguards moved at once, dragging the girl...