"See? Your daughter will be smashed to pieces once I give the signal," said Catherine menacingly.
Ella was so frightened that the knife in her hand fell on the ground.
What could she do? How could she fight against so many men? How could she save her daughter?
"We can do this the easy way or the hard way, Ella. What's it gonna be?" Catherine winked at the men. They understood, and kicked the knife into the grass behind them.
Ella was scared to death. She could not save her daughter! Worse still, Catherine gave a hand signal to the man on the viewing platform.
The man in the villa then pulled Jane upward. Another man caught hold of her thin body and hugged it close as he fished her in.
Suddenly, Ella understood what they wanted to do and threw herself at Catherine madly. Catherine was caught off guard. She felt the brunt against her cheek, and discovered Ella had knocked her to the ground.
"She's a baby!" screamed Ella. "How can you do this to her?" Catherine, that hell-hound bitch, was letting a man molest her only daughter.
Ella slapped Catherine hard across her face. "I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"
But all Catherine had to do was bark an order and Ella was overpowering in a flash.
"Get off me, you perverts!" The distress gnawed away at her. She shouted loudly again until her voice became hoarse. She struggled to break away.
She exerted all her strength and almost broke away from the men's control.
Catherine stood up, one hand holding her aching face.
She glared at Ella, who was almost insane with grief. Catherine delivered a number of slaps to Ella's cheek.
Ella became red and swollen as the minutes of torture wore on.
"Let my daughter go...you perverts..."
Catherine rubbed her aching face again. She found that she was bleeding softly from an open wound on her cheek. "Ella, I'll ruin not only you, but also your daughter today."
"No! I'll do whatever you want!" Ella's long hair fell down before her eyes in violent struggle. She was a mess.
Catherine sneered despicably. "No!" Then, with a snap of Catherine's fingers, Ella was pushed against the ground instantly.
On the viewing platform, the man who was hugging Jane had stopped touching her. However, when he saw Ella was pushed down, he put his hand over Jane's waist and touched her again.
"Don't touch her! You bastard! Get off my daughter! You should all go to the hell!" Ella yelled hysterically, struggling for breath under the immense pressure. The power of being a mother helped her break away.
But she was soon apprehended again before she could go far.
Samuel, who was in the helicopter in midair, noticed Ella's predicament. He froze up.
"Open the door!"
After the door was open, Samuel tied the parachute harness on, and leapt out into the void.
"Samuel?" Catherine was stunned and stared at the man who appeared on the island. Before she could do anything, Samuel had untied the parachute, ran to them, and mowed the strong guards down with a few expert moves.
"Samuel, I'm okay. Save Jane first please!" A glint of hope reappeared in Ella's forlorn expression.
When Samuel had kicked two kidnappers down, two other kidnappers took out pistols and drew their aims on him.
Samuel was faster than they were. He unholstered his gun, ran up to Catherine, and aimed at Catherine's head.
More and more of Catherine's men slung out their weapons, surrounding Samuel.
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