There were accidents, electric shocks, robberies, and even drownings; each method of death seemed ordinary, as if accidents like these happened in the world every day.
However, upon closer examination, it became chillingly apparent that every person involved in the construction of the underwater palace had experienced some form of accident within a month of completing the project.
It was like the Grim Reaper had paid a visit.
"And not only that but large sums of money were deposited into their accounts," explained the blonde assistant. "The funds were transferred into the accounts of these individuals by a man named Bill. However, our investigation revealed that this man had been deceased for a while, clearly indicating that someone had stolen his identity."
In other words, the trial ended there.
Joe's face turned frighteningly dark. Such meticulous and cruel methods were being employed in the abduction of Charlotte.
What could the perpetrators possibly be aiming for? What did they intend to do to her?
Meanwhile, in a villa in a certain country, Charlotte woke up, her senses slowly returning.
She abruptly opened her eyes, and the images of what had happened before the attack flashed in her mind.
At that moment, she had been in the waiting room, patiently allowing the makeup artist to touch up her makeup. Suddenly, she heard a series of faint noises coming from the room.
Before she could react, a strange and pungent odor filled the air.
Charlotte's reflexes were quick. She grabbed a damp handkerchief from the table and covered her nose and mouth. She was about to rush to the door for help when several burly men burst out of a hole in the wall and seized her.
She tried to resist, but how could her agility compare to the mercenaries who danced on the edge of death?
In just a moment, Charlotte was knocked unconscious by them, losing all awareness.
As she recollected the moments before passing out, she kept herself lying still for a while, discreetly scanning her surroundings.
Realizing the burden of the wedding gown she was wearing, Charlotte returned to the bedroom, opened the wardrobe, and began searching.
Sure enough, she found a set of short-sleeved clothing.
Without much hesitation, Charlotte retreated to the bathroom and changed into her new clothes. Once done, she headed downstairs to try again.
This time, she meticulously checked every room, ensuring that they were all sealed shut before temporarily giving up and sitting on the sofa.
Had her captors gone through all this trouble just to lock her up in a villa?
That would be utterly insane!
Thinking about how worried Joe and her family must be right now, Charlotte's brow furrowed, and her gaze started to roam the ceiling.
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