Her feet were small and delicate, with a touch of pink.
He swallowed and couldn't help but reach out to touch that foot.
"Miss Lowell, I am actually quite kind-hearted. Doing this today is just to help you."
Cora Lowell quickly pulled her foot back.
"Being cold is better than being like you."
Cora Lowell raised her eyelids, staring at him coldly.
"Without those disgusting tactics, Mr. Croft, you can't even get up, right?"
Hayden Croft's face instantly darkened.
"Miss Lowell, it seems you won't listen until you suffer a bit."
He turned off the originally ambiguous lighting and with a clack, turned on a glaring white light.
The darkness was suddenly driven away, and the stark white light poured down from above.
Illuminating every corner of the basement.
He turned and walked to the corner of the basement, rummaging through a pile of clutter, and found a long iron implement resembling bamboo.
"Miss Lowell, guess what this is?"
Cora Lowell chuckled lightly.
"A tool, right."
