The Love I Begged For Was Never Real novel Chapter 371

Nora took a deep breath. She thought there would be a sense of relief after surviving a catastrophe, but the long-accumulated bitterness in her chest instantly transformed into deeper confusion and lingering fear.

Or did that high and mighty superior, after two days and two nights of cooling down, suddenly feel that letting her die quietly in prison and serving a few years by legal means was simply letting her off too easily?

He wanted to use the methods of the head of the Hayes family to bring her back to his territory, to torture her in a much crueler way, making her beg for life but unable to die.

Nora clutched the corner of her shirt and followed the officer out of the heavy iron gates of the detention center.

Outside the gates, the early summer sunlight scattered somewhat blindingly onto the concrete road.

"Screech—"

Three pitch-black private SUVs of The Hayes Group, devoid of any logos, brought with them ear-piercing braking sounds. Like an impenetrable black wall, they lined up aggressively by the curb, instantly cutting off all her routes of retreat.

The car doors opened, and over a dozen deadly serious, burly bodyguards in black suits quickly swarmed her.

The leader was the head of Gideon's most trusted security detail. The look in his eyes held none of the basic respect usually reserved for "Mrs. Hayes," leaving only a cold, hateful disgust.

"Mrs. Hayes, Mr. Hayes is waiting for you. Please get in the car."

The head of security gave her absolutely no chance to refuse or struggle. He stepped aside and pulled open the back door of the middle SUV.

Nora stood on the steps, looked at those two familiar black figures, and let out a self-deprecating laugh.

Sure enough, nothing was over.

She knew very well in her heart that in this city, as long as Gideon gave a death order, no one could escape from under his nose.

She bent down rather woodenly and sat in the back seat.

The SUV sped wildly through the dense traffic, the scenery outside the window flying backwards in a blur.

Nora leaned back against the seat, struggling to piece together the terrifying slaughterhouse the outside world had become just from the fragmented words and reports spilling over from his men.

The Metropolis had completely changed.

Giselle's death utterly tore away the final mask of aloofness and arrogance Gideon wore.

In the past, he was a high and mighty capitalist. He weighed the pros and cons of everything he did, always putting the reputation and interests of The Hayes Group first.

He never let emotions sway his judgment.

That man who lived in the clouds, after walking out of the emergency room doors that morning, completely turned into an absolute lunatic with no rationality and no bottom line.

He utilized all the bloody, illegal private methods harbored in the dark by the entire Hayes financial empire.