-Ms. Chelsea has already reached an agreement with me.
What exactly went through Shiyu Ryoko's mind when she heard those words?
Relief, anger at Chelsea for giving in, overwhelming grief...?
In truth, relief accounted for most of it...
After all, Jonas had finally stopped what he was doing, and that undoubtedly let Shiyu Ryoko breathe a sigh of relief.
She really did not want another taste of what that white pill had put her through.
Whenever she recalled surrendering and begging Jonas for mercy, Shiyu Ryoko gritted her teeth in fury, wishing she could physically erase the memories of everyone present.
"So, can you take these shackles off now?"
Once she learned that she was no longer at his mercy, Miss Shiyu regained her earlier defiance and spoke as she looked at Jonas.
But the tear tracks still on her face and her reddened eyes betrayed the fact that her bravado was only a front.
Unbothered by Shiyu Ryoko's attitude, Jonas snapped his fingers, and her shackles fell off.
The prolonged restraint had left a ring of red marks around her wrists. The moment the shackles came off, her hands dropped limply. She puffed out her cheeks, turned to glance at Jonas, and gave an inward huff.
-If I weren't so drained right now, I'd beat you up for sure.
Of course, she would never say that aloud. She only dared to mouth off in her head.
The Nathen Conglomerate making peace with Jonas had indeed come as something of a surprise to Shiyu Ryoko.
But it also brought good news and bad news.
The good news was that she could finally escape that bastard's clutches.
The bad news was that she seemed to have lost any chance of getting revenge on him.
Uh... perhaps that was not entirely true.