In My Desperate Time

Thirty- three years, what can I say?

I can only say that Frances Louis is good at math.

I am twenty-four years old this year. Thirty-three years later, I will be fifty-seven years old. Will all my youth be wasted on this man?

God knows how desperate I am to get away from this fate and live the life I want.

“No matter what, I can’t give up.”

“Four million, I will pay you off.”

I say to Frances Louis confirmedly.

His eyes fall on me and he stares at me for a while.

I don’t know what he is thinking, and I couldn't see through that look. The unreadable Frances Louis frightens me.

Frances Louis's phone rings in front of me, breaking the eerie silence.

He looks at the screen as if hesitating whether to answer it or not.

Whose call makes Frances Louis look like this?

I peep at it and see Whitney Jordan’s name.

makes

should be psychologically tough to be

a long time, Frances Louis doesn’t answer the phone. I could not help saying,

glances at me with a frown, then he taps on the screen and

“Hello.”

quiet, or because I'm listening intently, I can hear Whitney Jordan’s talking

my phone for

questioning

Frances Louis answers

come

over the phone to me. I can’t bear to

Jordan suddenly ask,

my direction, and then says dryly, “Why

the antique store today, and I saw a woman using your black card. It is the employee at Song Group and her name

and I

I happen to have a big cooperation with Song Group, so I gave it to Steven Song. Maybe he gave it to his employee. It's late, go to bed early

Frances Louis

But I feel uneasy.

expected, Frances Louis's expression becomes serious and he says in a grave voice, “Did

happened to be at the antique store with Nicole Snow, and I was surprised to see her, too. But how did she know I was using your card? Aren't black cards

Louis shakes and explains, “My black card is specially made by the bank. It has my