She was kidnapped?
The thought sent cold sweat streaming down her entire body.
She whimpered several tis, and one of the more timid n, seeing her react, couldn’t help but furrow his thick eyebrows.
"Boss, she’s waking up. It’ll be troubleso later..."
"What’s troubleso? Just throw her down the mountain, let her rot in the wild, isn’t that easy?"
Sophie Smith’s heart sank to the bottom, instantly turning cold.
Who are these people, and why did they kidnap her?
Her legs and hands were bound, her eyes covered with a cloth strip, and her mouth sealed with black tape. She was now completely helpless, with no way to call for help.
Anxiously, she struggled, making repeated nasal sounds.
She just needed to speak; if these n needed money, there would definitely be a chance to negotiate.
But no matter how hard she tried to get their attention, they completely ignored her.
They even found her annoying, turning the music to the maximum volu to drown out her sounds.
Sweat dripped densely from her face, flowing continuously down her neck. She held her breath, her mind turning sluggish.
The car drove straight nonstop.
Sophie could sense the treacherousness of the road, seemingly very narrow, for she heard the sound of branches scraping the car window.
The car often made sharp turns, and the road wasn’t flat. The wheels bumped over rough terrain, causing Sophie to be dizzy and nauseous. She was tossed onto the back seat, forced to curl up, making her feel all the more uncomfortable.
Her brain was sowhat oxygen-deprived. In a blur, she heard the sound of a phone ringing in the car. A call was answered, and the man’s thick voice stood out in the compartnt.
"Yes, we have the person in our hands now..."
"It was ordered by Miss Morton from Morton Clan Group, a bounty of five million, just need to dispose of her."
Irene Morton?
Indeed, her mind was exceptionally vicious.
If she were to say the most challenging and difficult thing she had done in her life, it must be the fight with Irene Morton over Asher Land.
Very likely, her life might end here today.
Ha, but even so, she never regretted.
"What did you say?" The man’s volu suddenly increased, accompanied by a sudden brake, the car stopped abruptly, causing Sophie to lurch forward, nearly falling off the seat.
"Boss, what’s wrong?"
The man hung up, his expression changing slightly.
"They said not to proceed with the deal with Miss Morton; soone offered triple her price to buy her."
The middle-aged man’s gaze fell on Sophie bound in the back seat, surprised that this woman was quite valuable...
So many rushed and scrambled to spend a hefty sum to get her, it seems she must be pretty significant.
"What should we say to Miss Morton from Morton Clan Group?"
"Just tell them the job didn’t get done; we’ll waive her money. Now soone offered triple her price for the person we have, even a fool knows what to do."
The car door was pulled open, and Sophie was roughly dragged out of the back seat and recklessly tossed onto the muddy ground.
Sophie groaned, feeling like her whole body was about to fall apart.
The car started, and Sophie was stunned. Were they really going to let her go, just leave her stranded in the wilderness?
She moved her bound hands behind her, using all her strength to no avail.
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