Chapter 127 “You sick bastard!” Peggy’s skin crawled as she watched Jeff’s actions. The creep was actually smelling her stockings. “Let me go!” She struggled fiercely, desperate to escape this nightmare. “Ms. Lee, you smell really good.” Jeff grinned. He was obviously enjoying himself. “Sick bastard!” Peggy gritted her teeth, feeling sick to her stomach. “Me, sick? Blame your perfect, irresistible legs,” Jeff said, unfazed by Peggy’s insults and taking another deep breath. “Get away from me, you psycho!” Peggy was near hysteria as her face turned pale. Jeff paid her no mind. He fixed his gaze on her legs as if admiring a perfect piece of art. Peggy could no longer endure it and spat at Jeff in disgust. Jeff paused before slowly wiping the spit from his arm. He stood up, giving Peggy a momentary sense of relief and hope that he would finally stop ogling her legs. “You bitch, do you know how much I hate being spat on?” Jeff’s menacing voice suddenly filled her ears, sending shivers down her spine. Before Peggy could react, Jeff slapped her hard across the face. The sharp sound of the slap echoed, leaving her dazed in a fiery pain. Without giving her a moment to recover, he grabbed a scalpel from the table, yanked her hair back, and pressed the blade to her face. Peggy was petrified as her pupils dilated in fear. “You should feel honored that I fancy your legs.” Jeff’s voice was filled with menace as he spoke. Peggy’s gaze sharpened as her body began to tremble uncontrollably. She was just a woman, after all. Her spirit was crumbling in this horrifying situation. **You like spitting on people, huh? Well, now you have two choices,” Jeff growled, furious at Peggy’s earlier defiance. First, I could use this knife to slice your mouth bit by bit. Or, you could serve me until I’m satisfied. Chapter 127 212 “No… Please, no…” Peggy’s voice trembled with fear as she didn’t want to choose either option. “Neither?” Jeff’s smirk widened. His gaze drifted to her legs, and his eyes blazed with desire. “No, please, no!” Peggy sensed his intentions, Her face turned deathly pale as she begged, “Please… Let me go. I can pay you whatever you want!” “You won’t choose? Then I’ll choose for you!” Jeff’s patience snapped. He released her hair. Under her terrified gaze, he violently tore at the white blouse over her chest under her. Peggy screamed as the top buttons of her blouse popped open, revealing a glimpse of her fair cleavage. Jeff’s eyes gleamed with intensified fervor at the sight. Chapter 128