After I Fully Prepared for the Apocalypse, the Ungrateful Cried with Regret novel Chapter 24

Chapter 24: Chapter 24: Ian Chandler

"You guys are good people.

We just went to a few other houses, but none of them would open their doors.

One of them had even reinforced their walls and gate in advance, making them higher and thicker, like they were guarding against thieves."

Orson Walsh was in a good mood, speaking as he ate.

Nina Jacobs ate her meal methodically. ’The house with the reinforced walls and gate must be where Liam Grant and his group are staying.’

After eating and drinking their fill, the men sprawled lazily on the sofa.

George Crawford, however, got up and went outside. A moment later, he returned, leading a young man inside.

Daniel Hale was stunned for a moment when he saw the young man.

He looked familiar, but Daniel couldn’t recall where he might have seen him before.

The young man was quite handsome, but his hands were tied behind his back, making it hard not to be suspicious.

"This is my younger brother. He has some mental health issues.

He’s been having an episode lately, so we had to restrain him."

George Crawford explained.

"I see."

Daniel Hale was furious but didn’t dare say a word.

’Younger brother? Yeah, right.’

’The boy had the refined looks of someone from a wealthy family. He couldn’t imagine why these men had captured him.’

"Mom, have some fresh-squeezed juice."

Nina Jacobs brought over the juice, pouring a glass for Vera Coleman and Leo Hale, then another for herself and Daniel Hale.

She pointedly left out George Crawford and his men.

Seeing this, Mr Abbott licked his lips. "Hey, miss, is there any more juice?"

"You want some too? Of course."

Nina Jacobs poured a glass for each of them, smiling as she watched them drink it down without suspicion.

Her gaze fell on the young man behind George Crawford. ’That’s him. That’s Ian Chandler, the one I’ve been looking for.’

Ian Chandler was also looking at her, his expression unreadable.

His eyes were pleading for help.

Nina Jacobs pretended not to notice as Daniel Hale prepared to take George Crawford and his men to the backyard to rest.

The light in Ian Chandler’s eyes dimmed.

’This family is too weak.’

’There’s no way for me to escape.’

Ian Chandler lowered his head, falling silent. His hands, tied behind his back, were so painful they’d gone numb. Four of his fingers had been brutally broken by these degenerates.

He was shoved along by the men, each step pushing him deeper into despair.

’If I ask for help,’ he thought, ’not only can this family not fight back, but my fate will be even more miserable.’

"That poor boy..."

Vera Coleman had noticed it too. Blood was seeping from Ian Chandler’s wrists, and several of his fingers hung at unnatural angles. He was obviously being held against his will.

"Wait a little longer."

Nina Jacobs listened to the men’s chatter. When she overheard that they had only captured Ian Chandler this morning, she breathed a sigh of relief.

’It seemed that although Ian was injured, he hadn’t been... violated. Not yet.’

’But if she’d been any later, it would have been a different story.’

In the maid’s room in the backyard, Ian Chandler was thrown heavily onto the bed.

"Hey, boss, keep it down. It’s broad daylight. Don’t let the family see what’s going on."

Orson Walsh leaned against Mr Abbott, feeling incredibly drowsy.

"What’s there to be afraid of? We’ve got guns."

Old Wang pinched Ian Chandler’s cheek, but George Crawford quickly stopped him.

"Don’t touch his face. I want to admire it later."

With that, George Crawford shooed the others out of the room.

’He’d always been into this, but he’d never had the chance to get his hands on a real prize like Ian Chandler before.’

"Heh heh, let me get a good look at you."

"I’ll kill you."

Ian Chandler had never suffered such a humiliation.

As George Crawford leaned in, the foul stench rolling off him in waves made Ian want to gag.

To Ian Chandler, every second felt like torture by a thousand cuts.

An unknown amount of time passed before a loud THUD echoed through the room. George Crawford cried out, clutching the back of his head.

He looked behind him and was shocked to see Nina Jacobs.

"You... you’re asking for it."

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