Contract Marriage With Mysterious President novel Chapter 352

Finnley was so focused on finding the source of the sound that he didn't pay attention to what was beneath his feet – he fell into a trap.

Fortunately his instinct and fighting techniques saved him from falling onto the sharp objects in the trap, and he managed to roll himself to a relatively safe spot.

But this trap was around three meters deep. There was no way for him to get out by himself.

"Dexter! Dexter! I'm here! I'm here!" Finnley shouted. He was hoping Dexter could hear him and come to rescue him. But his voice didn't bring him Dexter, but rather a few weird men.

"Hahaha! So how's my trap? Ain't that bad, huh? Whoever it is, I'll always catch him!" A fat man claimed dismissively into the trap to Finnley.

"I got him here with my crying for help. But this fellow is a pretty one. I like him. You can pay me less but I'll have this man." A woman was drooling over Finnley at the rim of the trap. How could this man be so cute? She looked at the other men standing next to her and thought to herself: how can there be such a huge difference as the same species?

"You? No, I want him too. This pretty boy is so much tastier than you dirty bitch. You stink! You never shower or clean yourself. I'll take him." Another fatty was also eyeing on Finnley.

Finnley took a close look – five people up there. If there were more, probably a dozen in total. He figured he could take them down himself. He shouldn't call for Dexter now, otherwise he would also get caught.

"You guys are just gonna watch me up there without getting me out?" Finnley crossed his arms around his chest and asked.

"Of course we'll get you out, but not now – not until you're hungry enough and have no strength anymore. If we get you out now, we'd get us into trouble. Well, we're heading to your buddy now. He seems trapped too, hahaha!" These strange people weren't in a hurry. They watched Finnley like he was a monkey.

Finnley realized something bad was coming. These people were not that dumb, they would leave him in the trap until his body wore off.

He was contemplating a strategy. If he couldn't get out, both he and Dexter would be in real danger. If these people found out who he was, he'd be in big trouble.

"Please, get me out. Look, I'm just a thin and weak man. If you wait until I'm starving to death, I won't look pretty anymore." He showed them his pale hands.

"Aww! Look at those hands – they look so yummy! Such a pretty boy. Let's get him up here, yeah?" The woman was anxious.

"OK, let's get him up. Such a pretty boy. Young man, you can't blame us for what happened today. If you ever come across things like this in the future, think first. Don't try to be a hero when you're not. But it's too late for you to know now. Hahaha!" The people threw down a rope while mocking Finnley, asking him to climb up through the rope.

Finnley looked at the rope and pretended he was very weak. He climbed up slowly so that those people could lose guard towards him.

When he got to the entrance, they tried to pull him out, and while at it, taking some advantage of him as well.