Iris Harris sat on the bed with her head lowered, her long hair cascading down like tangled seaweed, revealing part of her pale face.
The side of her face, slapped by Henry Ford, was still swollen, with five hideous finger marks imprinted upon it.
Sophia Sutton entered with a glass of milk, walked up to Iris Harris, and said softly, "Miss Harris, you should take a rest."
Iris Harris raised her head to look at her, her eyes filled with deep fear and unease. Her voice trembled as she said, "Sophia, Mr. Ford has gone mad… Did you see that? Can you let me out, please? I can't stay here any longer…"
The fear brought upon her by Henry Ford wrapped around her like a nightmare, the man was like a changed person, he even said such things, asking her to bear him a child?
Just the thought of Henry Ford's intentions made her feel nauseous.
Sophia Sutton's face turned somewhat pale, her voice stiff as she opened her mouth: "Miss Harris, the orders of The Pope, I cannot defy."
