Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 438

Emmy lifted her arm, shielding her eyes on instinct.

At the door, the man was speaking to someone in a thick, unfamiliar dialect.

A moment later, a hunched old woman shuffled in. She carried a tray in one hand and a flashlight in the other.

“Come on, girl. Eat something first.” The old woman set the tray down on the table.

Emmy watched her, nerves wound tight. She didn’t move, didn’t even blink.

The old woman seemed to know exactly what she was thinking. “Don’t worry. There’s nothing weird in here. I made it myself. It’s clean.”

She paused, then her voice dropped, turning icy. “Eat up. If you want the strength to serve Pearl later, you’ll need it. Pearl doesn’t like girls who don’t listen.”

Emmy pressed her palm to her aching stomach. Right now, nothing mattered more than staying alive.

She steadied herself on the wall and moved carefully to the table. On the tray, there was a bowl of watery soup and two dry, tough buns.

She grabbed the bowl and gulped it down, then tore into the buns, shoving big bites into her mouth. Swallowing hurt, her throat raw, but the pain was better than letting her stomach steal her strength.

When she finished, the old woman hung the flashlight from a nail on the wall, making the room brighter.

She walked over to a barrel half her height and glanced back. “Wash up and change into these clothes.”

Emmy didn’t budge.

The old woman’s voice got lower, hinting at something nasty. “Pearl’s back, and he brought someone important with him. I’ll give you ten minutes, no more.”

“If you’re still a filthy mess when time’s up, I’ll have them feed you something. Once you swallow that, not even God can help you.”

“Be smart, girl. It’ll hurt less.”

Emmy swallowed, throat burning, keeping her sharp and alert. “Fine. I’ll wash. Just leave.”

The old woman seemed pleased with her answer, scooped up the tray, and left.

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