Let Love Takes Away All This Pain By Jenna Writes novel Chapter 145

Chapter 145, Abducted 

Crash! 

The car door opened, and two men jumped out of the car and grabbed her. 

Alva turned and ran, but was quickly caught. 

She struggled, “You… um!” 

Her mouth was covered and she was quickly taken to the car. 

The door closed and the van quickly left. 

The driver of the car parked not far behind saw this scene and immediately started the car. At the same time, he picked up his phone and dialed a number. 

In the Heyday Group building, Uriah sat in a conference room, leaning back, watching the people reporting below. 

Suddenly, the phone on the work table vibrated. 

The person reporting the work immediately shut up. 

Uriah picked up the phone, looked at the screen, and his dark eyes moved slightly, and answered, “Hello.” 

“Uriah, Alva was taken away.” 

His pupils constricted. “Who?” 

The air pressure in the conference room is low. 

“I don’t know, a van suddenly stopped in front of Alva and took Alva away, I’m following now.” 

“Send me the location.” 

“Yes, Uriah.” 

Uriah got up and strode out. 

The moment he went out, a cold sentence fell into the conference room. 

“The meeting is over.” 

York looked at the people who left, retracted his eyes, and said to the people who had not yet reacted, “End the meeting.” 

Everyone just woke up like a dream. 

Just a look of doubt. 

Uriah has never had a meeting abruptly stopped. What made Uriah care so much today? 

Alva was taken into the car and saw Ronan sitting in the passenger seat. 

“Alva, long time no see!” 

Ronan greeted her with a smile. 

Alva forced herself to calm down and looked at Ronan, “What do you want to do?” 

“Nothing, I just want to ask Alva for something.” 

Alva frowned, “Ask me for something?” 

“Yes, doesn’t Alva think you owe me something?” 

Ronan looked at her, meaning something. 

Alva remembered the enamel plate and said, “I don’t have your family heirloom.” 

To say that I owe him something, except for the enamel-colored porcelain plate from his hand, there is nothing else. 

Ronan suddenly realized, “You said this, I remembered that you also owe me an enamel porcelain plate.” 

“Also?” 

“Ronan, I don’t owe you anything, please understand what you are doing now.” 

Alva had to be reminded. 

Ronan, this is kidnapping! 

Ronan curved his lips, “Alva, don’t get excited, I’m not doing anything now, I’m just chatting with you, we’re friends too, right?” 

Alva looked at him coldly, “Ronan, I don’t think we are friends.” 

“How could it be? My dad taught you so much and gave you his most precious things, why aren’t we friends?” 

He deliberately emphasized his tone when talking about the baby. 

Alva’s heart tightened, thinking of the book. 

Does he want that book?