Emily Stone felt the energy within her body slowly ebbing away.
She didn't know how much longer she could hold on, but every time she thought of Tara Summer, her mind became a little clearer.
She couldn't give up, she had to get out, to tell Tara Summer the true face of that woman, Han Xingchen!
And... Walter Schmidt, he can't get through to her on the phone, he must have realized she's missing, right? He must be frantic by now, right?!
No, Emily Stone, you must pull yourself together, you can't be easily brought down.
Emily Stone gritted her teeth, enduring all the pain in her body, and then slowly lifted her head to look at the woman in front of her.
"Nancy... Yancey..." Her voice was hoarse, shaking uncontrollably, and from some unknown reserve of strength, she grasped Han Xingchen's arm, "Nancy Yancey, you can torture me to death, that's okay, but don't touch Tara Summer, don't touch the child in her belly!... Uh, cough cough..."