The Disguised Billionaire She Rejected novel Chapter 75

Chapter 75

That morning, Julia arrived at the school, and after the normal class, she met with Marcus and told him what her family said.

Marcus nodded, “it’s fine… since you would be the COO after all. Also, I have a little experience running a company after all”.

Julia was sad because she believed Marcus deserved it. she added. “Thanks. I am being grateful for everything!”.

Marcus smiled gently. “You are welcome, Julia.”

After that, they bid each other farewell. Marcus offered to drive her, but she shook her head. “I have to be

somewhere first. I will see you later.”

She turned and walked toward her car in the school parking lot.

Vroom. Vroom. Vroom.

It happened too fast.

Three black SUVS suddenly screeched in and boxed her in from all sides. Julia froze, heart hammering. Before she could even scream, the doors flew open and several men in black tactical gear rushed out. Strong hands grabbed her roughly.

“What-?! Let me go! Let me go!” she cried, struggling wildly.

They didn’t listen. A cloth was pressed over her mouth, her wrists zip-tied behind her back, and they shoved her into the back of the middle SUV. The tires screamed as the vehicles tore out of the parking

lot.

Marcus had heard the commotion from inside. He sprinted out just in time to see the SUVS speeding

away.

“Fuck!” he roared, fists clenched.

Passersby stood frozen, staring in shock, whispering among themselves. Julia had been abducted in broad daylight.

Without wasting a second, Marcus pulled out his phone and called Natalie.

“Nat, track Julia’s phone right now. She’s been taken. Three black SUVs, school parking lot. Hurry!”

A few minutes later, Natalie called back, voice tense.

“Her phone is already off. I can’t get a signal.”

“Fuck!” Marcus slammed his fist against a nearby pillar. “Get over here immediately. Check the CCTV footage for the plates on those cars so you can track them.”

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Natalie sounded shaken. “She was… abducted?”

“Yeah. Please, be quick.”

At that exact moment, Marcus’s phone rang again. Unknown number.

He frowned, then answered.

A cold, mocking voice came through the line.

“Don’t you dare act rashly. Or else… I will fuck and kill your little whore.”

Marcus’s blood ran cold. He recognized that voice instantly.

“Frederick. The boxer”

“Yeah… that’s fucking me”.

Marcus growled under his breath, eyes burning with fury.

Marcus gripped the phone tighter, fury boiling in his chest. “What the hell do you think you’re doing? Stop this right now and don’t you dare hurt her.”

Frederick’s laugh crackled through the speaker-cold, arrogant, and full of venom. “Haha. I can see you’re still running your mouth. Just because you got lucky once and defeated me, that’s the reason I’m calling you for a rematch.”

Marcus frowned deeply. “Rematch? You seriously want to get yourself beaten again? If we fight a hundred times, I’ll keep beating you every single one. Just let her go right now!”

“Well, we shall see…” Frederick replied, his voice turning darker. “But this time, it’s lose or die. We’re settling this in the death ring! Whoever loses… dies. Killed.”

Marcus’s eyes widened. “What?!”

“Yes. Are you scared now?” Frederick taunted. “Let me repeat myself. If you lose, you will die. This is an official tournament on the dark web. And if you don’t come… I swear I will kill your fucking whore.”

Marcus’s jaw clenched so hard it hurt. “Don’t you fucking touch her. Send me the address.”

Frederick chuckled. “Good boy. Stand right where you are. A van will come and pick you up. Remember – don’t act funny, or else Julia dies.”

Marcus sighed heavily and waited. True to the threat, a black van soon pulled up. The side door slid open. He stepped inside without resistance. The moment he was in, a rough sack was pulled over his head. He stayed calm, breathing steadily. He could easily overpower the men in the van, but he wouldn’t

risk Julia’s life.

After what felt like a long drive, the van stopped. They dragged him out. Even through the sack, he could

sense how secluded the location was.

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They pushed him forward, down a set of underground stairs. It was pitch black until they reached the bottom.

The sack was finally yanked off.

He stood in a spacious, dimly lit basement converted into a brutal arena. A full boxing ring sat in the center, surrounded by bright overhead lights. Metal chairs were arranged around it for spectators. The air smelled of sweat, rust, and concrete.

A familiar mocking voice echoed off the walls.

“Here you are, motherfucker.”

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