Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband (END) novel Chapter 183

Chapter 183 

“If we dare to kidnap you, do you really think we’d be scared of you calling the cops?” The man sneered, hanging up the phone. This time they didn’t just tape up Cornelia’s mouth, but also covered her head with a black cloth, extinguishing all hope for her. 

These people were not even afraid of the police. They must be some desperadoes who have committed serious crimes Such desperadoes might not be afraid of legal sanctions, but they would be afraid of people who are more ruthless than them. The only person Cornelia knew that could fit that bill was Marcus. 

Her call with him had still been ongoing when she was kidnapped, would he have noticed something was off? 

Would he risk his neck for her, a mere assistant against these ruthless thugs? 

Cornelia had no idea! 

All she knew was that even if Marcus was willing to save her, it would take him a while to find her 

She had to figure out a way to save herself, or at least let him know where she was 

Blinded by the cloth, Cornelia could only rely on the movement of the car to guess where they were heading 

The van sped along the roads, darting through one street after another, finally pulling into an underground parking lot. 

On the way, the car made one left turn and one right turn and then went straight ahead. 

During the ride they encountered about eight traffic lights, slowed down slightly three times, and stopped five times Based on her knowledge of Riverton, if she wasn’t mistaken, they should be at Skyline Tower now. 

Skyline Tower was in Fairfort, Riverton. It was a border area between the city center and the suburbs, with lots of slums. Skyline Tower was the heart of this area. 

Two years ago, a homicide occurred in the building. A young girl jumped from the eighteenth floor and died on the spot. 

After that, many tenants moved out. The place was then taken over by a mysterious person and the whole building was transformed into an entertainment venue. 

Cornelia remembered the date of the girl’s incident very clearly, as it was the day she officially joined the Hartley Group. 

Before the car had even come to a stop, Cornelia was dragged out and then hauled into an elevator. 

She counted the seconds to calculate which floor they had reached. The elevator ascended floor by floor. 

Finally it stopped on the eighteenth. The elevator doors opened, the black cloth was removed from Cornelia’s head, and she was greeted by a carpeted corridor and flickering lights. 

Next, Cornelia was pushed into a room.