Vivian felt a fierce dizziness and blurred vision. The car was forced to stop by the collision, and the front windshield was cracked into a cobweb.
In a blur, she seemed to see several people getting out of a car and walking towards her.
And the car was exactly the one she noticed before.
Vivian opened her eyes with difficulty, looking at the people outside pried the car door craftily, then she passed out drastically.
Soon, a van roared off.
They drove so swift that they didn’t observe a shiny black car in the secluded domicile not far behind them, discreetly hidden in the shade, quickly and urgently followed them.
“Sir, something’s wrong. Miss Vivian was kidnapped!” Simultaneously, a call was quickly made to James.
The issue about Vivian was a top priority!
James didn’t dare to slow down and immediately call William.
In the office.
Angie visited William and clung to him every day as Alan said, bothering William so much.
When he received James’s call, instantly a cold sweat appeared on his forehead, then he took his coat and left without consideration.
“William, where are you going?” Angie frowned and was about to block his way.
William directly shoved her away without looking at her.
“Sir, Vivian just had a crash and seems to be in a coma.”
She distinctly heard the voice from the phone when William passed by her.
Angie gritted her teeth. Vivian! It was the bitch Vivian again!
Just wait, she would never set her free!
Vivian was awoken by the noise outside, followed by a distinct stench entering her nose.
Vivian frowned and her fair face puckered.
A grimace appeared on her face for the serious throb of forehead when she moved slightly.
She opened her eyes slowly, rubbed her head and looked around, gasping instantly.
She was in the middle of nowhere. A bunch of shabby abandoned cars parked here, weathered to be rusty.
The stench from nowhere, mixed with the nasty smell of rust, made her sickening.
“I’ll go check if the woman is awake.” Suddenly, a voice that had been ignored by her sounded. Vivian trembled fiercely at the man’s vicious voice.
She turned her head in alarm.
The man didn't expect her to wake up so early, and raised his black thick eyebrows, said mockingly, “Phew, you're awake!"
“Who are you?” Vivian defensively drew back, glaring at him.
The man grinned, and his big yellow teeth were exposed, a bad breath seemed to be emanating from his mouth.
Vivian Knew she should calm down, but who in the world could remain composed when being kidnaped?
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