?<strong>Chapter 756:</strong>


    She had summoned Elyse just to humiliate her.


    With a decisive p of her hands, the door to the private room swung open. Two waiters entered, pushing arge water tank before them.


    The tank, though small, brimmed with water.


    Elyse’s gaze fixed on the tank, her vision clearing. “Are you trying to kill me?” she asked, a tremor in her voice.


    Aarya’s lips curled into a sneer. “‘Kill you’? Oh, you’ve got it all wrong. I have no intention of that. My aim is purely to torment you.”


    Aarya sauntered over to the tank, her fingers gliding over its surface. “Rx. When you’re on the brink of death, I’ll haul you out. I won’t let you die.”


    Elyse had no intention of sticking around. She dashed for the door, but Aarya was ready for her.


    The moment Elyse reached the door, the bodyguards blocked her path and shoved her back inside.


    Elyse struggled frantically, her efforts futile against the inevitable.


    Aarya sneered as she gave the chillingmand. “Throw her in.”


    “Let go of me!” Elyse’s cries for help echoed in the room.


    From the moment she stepped into this private room, she knew Aarya had no intention of letting her walk out alive.


    Aarya had marked her for death from the very beginning.


    Elyse was unceremoniously thrown into the water tank, the waiters swiftly securing the lid, leaving her with only a tiny pocket of air to cling to.


    But with so little oxygen, she would start suffocating in mere minutes.


    Watching Elyse struggle to maintain herposure and find a way to survive, Aarya felt a twisted sense of satisfaction.


    Meanwhile, Rico’s gaze was fixated on Elyse’s body, his eyes filled with burning desire.


    He had never thought Elyse had such a captivating figure. He fantasized about having her, even in death.


    Underwater, Elyse’s eyes remained tightly shut, blinding her to the devils standing just outside the tank.


    She was like a sacrificialmb at a demon’s banquet, her impending death serving as their grotesque entertainment.


    Elyse had no concept of time as she fought to hold on. Eventually, when thest bit of oxygen was depleted, her strength ebbed away, and shey motionless in the tank.


    “Bam!” A loud noise shattered the silence. It sounded like a gunshot.


    Chaos erupted, with shouts and cries tearing through the air, creating a scene of utter pandemonium.


    Just before sumbing to unconsciousness, Elyse heard these sounds. She wanted desperately to open her eyes and see what was happening, but her eyelids felt like lead, refusing to budge.


    “Thank goodness. That was close…”


    Whose voice was that? It sounded so familiar. Could someone havee to save her?


    When Elyse finally opened her eyes, she felt dreadful. Her body was weak and limp.


    Propping herself up, Elyse realized she was in a hotel room. Wait a minute, hadn’t she been at a clubst night?


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