After Repaying a Debt of Gratitude with Broken Bones, the Aloof Female CEO Went Mad

Cold, muddy water washed over my chin, carrying a pungent stench of rust and decay. I was suspended by two rusty iron chains in a water dungeon in an abandoned factory, my toes barely touching the bottom. My third rib on the left side was broken, the broken bone embedded in my flesh, making a sickening grinding sound with each weak breath. "You bitch from the Yin Group, you never even get a bone from us?" The kidnapper leader used a barbed whip to lift my chin, spitting a glob of phlegm in my face with a savage grin. "We've already sent three ransom videos, guess how your master, Yin Wuwang, responded?"