Charlotte didn't look anymore, and Henry Russell had no reservations.
He lowered his head slightly and whispered, "Since you've already said that, wouldn't I have to prove it to not be at a disadvantage? What do you think?"
After speaking, he actually grabbed the kidnapper's hair and slapped him in the face.
Although it seemed like a light slap, the kidnapper's face instantly swelled, and the corner of his mouth even started to bleed a little.
"This is to prove that I attacked you. If you still won't say anything, what comes next won't be so easily revealed."
After being slapped, the kidnapper's vision was filled with stars, and his head was dizzy. He couldn't even focus his eyes, and the world in front of him seemed to be spinning.
Suddenly, there was a pain on the top of his head, and the kidnapper was forced to stare at the devilish face. The smile at the corner of his mouth instantly sobered him up.