"I hear Young Master Grant has a little black room where he keeps poisonous scorpions and snakes. Apparently, people have died horribly in there. I won't send you there to die, but how about I let you experience what it's like to be surrounded by snakes and scorpions?"
The muscles in Bianca Rhodes's face went rigid. "Zoe Ellsworth, you… you're pure venom!"
"How else am I supposed to deal with someone like you? A woman who isn't ruthless can't secure her position. If I just let you run wild, I'd be condoning your behavior, wouldn't I? Take her away."
Bianca Rhodes's feet seemed glued to the floor. She yelled, "I have to go number two! My stomach hurts!"
"Nature calls. I can understand that. Take her to the bathroom. If she hasn't gone number two in five minutes, drag her out of there."
So, Bianca Rhodes was taken to the bathroom. As she sat on the toilet, she was on pins and needles.
She really did go number two, but she remained on the toilet, refusing to get up.
