The Lies Behind Her Marriage novel Chapter 169

The Demand.

[I have Serena.]

Next to the message was a picture of Serena tied up in a chair. Her cheek was red, her hair fell into her face, and there was a hint of blood on the corner of her lip.

[If you want her alive, you must arrange for Vanessa Holt’s freedom. She must be granted a complete pardon.]

[You have two days to make it happen, or else I will start hurting her.]

Victor had sent the message to Nathaniel Thorne.

He used an unknown and untraceable number, so Nathaniel would never know it was him.

Victor had never meant to give Serena back.

A plan was already set in motion.

He would set up a meeting point and give Nathaniel a random woman dressed in Serena’s clothes. Then he would blow the place up so Nathaniel would die along with his own men. This way, there would be no witnesses left behind.

Of course, his men knew nothing of this plan.

Some people were meant to play the role of pawns.

Nathaniel quickly called back, but Victor rejected the call.

A text came through.

Nathaniel: [How dare you hurt her! If you so much as touch a strand of her hair again, I swear I will make you live through hell!]

Victor laughed. ‘What could he do?’

“What are you planning to do? You let me go right now!” Serena cried behind him.

He ignored her and walked to the nearest window. He studied the stretch of land surrounding the building. Cargo trailers were parked in long rows near the port, deserted, nothing but steel and shadows stretching into the distance.

They were far from Rexam, and during the transport of Serena, they had switched to several vehicles.

Victor was confident Nathaniel would never find him.

He texted Nathaniel back: [If you want her to live, then act quickly.]

Nathaniel: [I am not doing anything unless you give me proof she is alive!]

Victor knew he would say that. So he dialed Nathaniel’s number. He walked over to Serena, and just as Nathaniel picked up, he pulled her by the hair.

“Ahhh! You are a monster! You will pay for this!” Serena screamed, but very quickly, one of Victor’s men covered her mouth with tape. “Mmmm! Mmmm!”

He ended the call and sent Nathaniel another message: [Heard that? She is alive… for now. Now work on my demand. Remember? Forty-eight hours.]

Victor checked the time as he found a seat nearby.

It was five in the afternoon, more than two hours since they had successfully taken Serena from the Arcliff–Rexam Expressway.

He laughed at the thought of Nathaniel panicking, wondering where Serena could be. He was probably turning Arcliff upside down.

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