I Am the Richest Heir

Chapter 12

They don’t know the time anymore nor how long they’re in that place.

Under the dim light of the room, three girls are seated and tied on different chairs.

Across them is a bulky man with a scar on his face and standing in front of them is a handsome man, wearing tacky clothes.

“Who are you?” Aira shouted at the gangster.

With his tied hands she tried to make another struggle by kicking the gangster but the gangster caught her right leg.

The man, vaping, huffed the air from his vape to Aira’s face.

“I assume you are their leader,” the gangster guessed and smiled at Aira.

“I am asking who you are and why you’re doing this to us. Don’t you know me?” Aira said but the displeased gangster slapped Aira’s face, which shocked Luna and Ella.

Trembling, Luna tried to stop the gangster.

“S-stop,” Luna stuttered.

Then she looked at Aira, who’s beginning to tear up from the slap she received.

“W-we’ll behave so–”

“Of course, you should behave,” the gangster said and lifted Luna’s face forcefully.