207 Chapter 207: Don’t Fake I

She had white skin, brown and shiny hair, cute breasts, hips, and curves; this kind of small and white girl was quite popular among those guests, and she was sure to earn a lot of money for her!

The other woman, though a little older, and might have been married, looked gentle, puffy, and mature; some guests liked this kind too.

Savannah and Donna shuddered!

Was this woman a madam in a brothel? They always seemed to buy women from those kidnappers and then smuggled those women out of the country with a freighter, sent them to the red-light area of other countries to become prostitutes. Then she would use force and fraud to compel them into forced sexual exploitation.

Susan was so cruel! It's a crime!

"Madam, we'll return your money to you if you can set us free! We can give you more than you want! We have enough money!" Savannah said calmly.

"Oh, I'm not silly, let you go? I guess the police would come to arrest me as soon as you run. Will you give me money? Well, even if you have money, you can make more money for me with your body! It's a bad deal, and I won't do that." The middle-aged woman announced triumphantly.

The money would keep coming in when those two beauties were in the control of her. She's not that stupid!

Savannah gritted her teeth and straightened up. "Do you know who I am? How dare you sell us?"

The middle-aged woman was a little intimidated by her presence, "who are you?" asked her guiltily.

Savannah didn't want to be known as Dylan's woman outside. But this time, she had no other choice.

"I'm Dylan Sterling's woman. You must know him, the young master of the Sterling family. How dare you to tie up Dylan Sterling's woman and make me a prostitute? Do you know what would happen when he knows that? He must be looking for me now! You'd better let us go as soon as possible, and we can pretend as if nothing had happened!"

Dylan Sterling? The man who had a well-connected blue blood and dominated the financial world of LA? He was said to be a hard man with a ruthless determination.

It would be a big problem if the girl was his woman!

The Sterling family was a noble and powerful family in LA, and its young master was not someone to be trifled with.

If he knew that his woman would be sold to the red-light district, she would be cut into pieces!

The middle-aged woman was shocked, her face changed greatly, but then she came back to her mind.

"Don't fake it! Are you Dylan Sterling's woman? I've never seen Dylan Sterling take a woman out with him, not to mention he has a girlfriend! You girl, are you trying to frighten me? If you are the woman of the young master of the Sterling family, I would be the grandma of him!"

"Ha, no public relationship? I can also say that I'm Mr. Sterling's woman, but we keep our relationship a secret! Don't talk big. This girl is a looker, a real dish, but the women around Mr. Sterling are all rich ladies and superstars. How could an unknown model catch his fancy? What's more, Mr. Sterling's woman should be arranged in a chauffeured limousine each time she goes out, and there will be bodyguards and servants at her side. How could she be easily tied up? Please don't be so ridiculous!"

She had bodyguards…

When she's living in the Sterling's house these days, the bodyguards Dylan arranged for her were still waiting for her orders all the time. But she refused them to follow her this time.

That gave Susan an opportunity.

Thinking about this, Savannah felt a little regret. Dylan was right. It made sense to send so many bodyguards to protect her.

But she laughed at his fuss...

If she could get back safely, she would listen to him in the future...

Savannah took a breath and said coldly, "you may not believe it, but the consequence of not believing it may be your death."

However, the middle-aged woman had firmly believed that Savannah was lying to get free, "oh, good! But before I die, you have to sell yourselves to earn money for me!"

Donna, seeing that she still refused to let go of them, finally broke down and began to struggle. "Let go of us! Let us go -- help --"

Why did Susan hurt her again and again?!

She still has a baby to take care of. She can't be sold to an unknown place!

Donna's resistance clearly nettled the middle-aged woman. She grabbed Donna's hair and slapped her in her face, "shut up! We're at sea, and no one will answer your call for help! If you refuse to be obedient, I'd like to throw you into the sea even if it's a bad deal!"

The middle-aged woman was about to hit Donna again when Savannah rushed over to stop her. "Stop! Don't hurt us, and we can still fetch a good price!"

Since being tough did not work, they could only use the kid-glove method now.

They pretended to comply and then tried to come up with another plan!

The middle-aged woman paused and finally put her hand down with a snort. "Eat first. Men don't like thin and bony women, I don't want to make a skeleton out of you before we reach the shore!" Then she turned and walked to the door.

"Wait!" Savannah yelled.

"What's up?" the middle-aged women stopped.

"How could we eat with our hands tied?"

"What're you up to?" The middle-aged woman frowned, "lower the head to eat with the mouth!"

"We're not disabled, and we don't know how to eat without hands. As you said, we're at sea. Even if you untie us, we can't run. Can we jump into the sea? But if we can't eat and starve to get sick, you can't sell us at a good price!" Savannah's voice was quiet and almost menacing.

The middle-aged woman paused to think. Finally, she sneered, went over and untied the rope on their hands and feet.

They were on a ship at sea. Where could they go? What's more, there were more than two bouncers out there watching them.

The middle-aged woman left and slammed the door.

Savannah and Donna stretched themselves and relaxed a little. Donna began to whimper and then broke out crying, "Savannah, what should we do... Why is Susan so venomous? I can't be sold! What if I can't see my daughter again?"

Savannah tried to appease her, "Donna, from now on, we can't make any more noise. This kind of freighter will take at least three days to ship to Mexico. When they relax their vigilance, we still have a chance."

Donna never thought Savannah would be so calm.

Savannah was much younger than her, and she was just a good girl. She looked like a delicate flower leaning on the back of a tree when she stood by Mr. Sterling that night.

But in the face of difficulties, she was much calmer than her!