She knows, she's always known, just how weak she truly is in this world of the strong devouring the weak...
But to willingly become Henry Ford's captive plaything, she couldn't do it.
Just like being with Brandan Hyde, it wasn't voluntary; she only wanted to escape.
Yet fate so loves to tease her—just as she had broken free from Brandan, she fell into Henry's hands.
With a silent wry smile, Iris Harris slowly closed her eyes.
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The next day, Iris Harris began to eat as usual.
Sophia Sutton, seeing her willing to eat, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She was truly afraid that Iris would go on a hunger strike, and at that point, they'd have no choice but to force feed her.
She remained in that room, two bodyguards guarding the door, which only opened when Sophia brought food.
And so, three days passed.
Henry Ford returned.
