Chapitre 832: Chapter 833: You want me to provide for you, yet you refuse to let me have you

Trenton Smith asked in a low voice, "Do you know where you are right now?"

His voice was deep and carried a frigid coolness.

Norris Moore turned her head away, "I don't know."

How could she know where she was when he hadn't told her?

He had presumptuously brought her here, and now for some inexplicable reason, he wanted to send her back. This man was truly infuriating.

Trenton Smith reached out and pinched Norris Moore's chin, turning her head back toward him. He looked down at her and said, "Mexico, Chihuahua, a region taken over by drug traffickers. If you go out now, within twenty-four hours, you'll either be sold into a brothel or be gunned down and dismembered. You can choose a way to die that you find appealing, but I won't always be so fortunate to come to your rescue." He glanced at the chain on her foot and asked, "Do you still want me to unlock the chain?"

Norris Moore bit her lip hard and glared at him without making a sound.