"Damn it, she actually wants to run!" The man grabbing her ankle shouted viciously, "Quick, strip her clothes!"
Quinn Family.
After Timmy returned from the old house, he didn’t say a word to Jared Quinn. He would never easily forget how Jared had tricked him.
"Eat," Jared glanced coolly at his son, who looked aggrieved. "Are you not willing to see lody Thorne anymore?"
"Hmph," Timmy snorted, clearly dissatisfied. "I want to see lody. I’ll eat when she returns!"
"Hmm?" Jared squinted his eyes.
"Young master, shall I call the young madam? It’s already this late, she should have been back by now," the butler suggested, wondering if lody Thorne was still upset and planning not to return.
Jared’s gaze swept over little Timmy, and he gave a slight nod.
The butler imdiately picked up the phone and called lody Thorne, but the phone just kept ringing with no one answering.
He dialed again, still no response, and then the phone was turned off.
"Young master, no one’s answering," the butler spoke up. "Could it be that madam is still upset and not planning to co back?"
Jared’s expression darkened slightly as he picked up the phone and called lody Thorne, only to find it indeed turned off.
"Young master, it’s so late, and the young madam hasn’t returned. Her phone is off. Could sothing have happened?"
"Why isn’t she coming back?" Timmy climbed off the chair, "Did my dad bully her again?"
Jared said, "...Do you think I would bully her?"
"Isn’t that right?" Timmy turned back. "Every ti she goes to see you, she gets bullied into tears. I’ve seen it many tis. She secretly cried very badly."
It seed like she was heartbroken.
"She’s cried?" Jared’s gaze fell on the butler. He had never really paid attention to lody Thorne in the past, let alone seen her cry.
The butler was speechless for a mont. The young madam cried because you hurt her too deeply. Practically, the previous lody Thorne had sacrificed her own pride, but their cold-hearted young master showed no reaction.
"She has cried," the butler replied crisply.
Jared’s thin, crimson lips pressed into a straight line. He never paid attention to her, so he really hadn’t noticed this before.
Now thinking back, that sly little fox actually cried, and cried miserably. He furrowed his brows slightly.
"I’m going to find her." Little Timmy grabbed his backpack from the sofa. As he headed out, he said, "I’ll find lody and won’t co back, so you can’t bully her anymore."
Jared: "..."
Butler: "..."
"Hello," Jared took a call, grabbed Timmy’s backpack, and threw it back onto the sofa.
"Jared," Timothy Lockwood’s anxious voice ca through, "I just got news soone said that lody Thorne was taken by two people."
"Who did it?" The coldness from Jared spread instantly throughout the hall.
"We haven’t found out yet..."
"Find her location imdiately!" Jared ordered in a low voice, striding out of the villa.
In the remote, dilapidated building, more than twenty n in black surrounded the area completely. The man who stepped out of the luxurious black car had sharp features and a grim expression.
Just then, lody Thorne erged from inside, her clothes sowhat dirty, and draped in a man’s coat.
Behind her were a few young n, one particularly bulky.
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