Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 488

The soundproof glass of the van severed all noise from the outside world, turning the cramped interior into an icy, suffocating cage.

Vivienne was pinned brutally against the backseat by two massive men in black suits. The rough ropes dug agonizingly into her wrists, and her expensive designer clothes were pulled into wrinkled ruins. She thrashed violently, twisting her shoulders like a madwoman. "Who the hell are you?! How dare you kidnap me?! Do you have any idea who I am?!"

Her screams echoed in the silence. No one answered.

She raised her voice, her tone sharp and shrill, screaming again. "Let me tell you, I am Vivienne from the Sinclair family! You must have a death wish to lay a hand on me! If you want to live, let me go right now! Otherwise, when my brother finds you, you will be dead meat!"

The threat hung in the air, met with dead silence.

The four men in black sat straight, radiating a cold, murderous aura. They remained entirely mute, their movements crisp and professional. They lacked the sloppy arrogance of street thugs; they were clearly highly trained operatives. They kept her limbs locked in a vice grip, completely ignoring her frantic roars, not even bothering to blink.

Their chilling silence only amplified Vivienne's terror. If they spoke, there would be room to negotiate. The absolute worst-case scenario was this terrifying silence—she had zero leverage and no idea what they wanted.

Realizing threats were useless, Vivienne immediately pivoted strategies. She stopped thrashing and softened her voice to a desperate plea. "Listen, guys, we don't have any bad blood. I know you are only doing this for the money. How about this? You let me go, and I will pay you whatever you were promised. No, wait—double! Triple! I will give you five times the amount! Just let me go."

Tears began streaming down her face, driven by genuine, primal fear. Her voice cracked, utterly pathetic and submissive. "Whatever you want—cash, diamonds, connections—I can get it for you! The Sinclair family has endless wealth. Name your price, and it is yours! As long as you let me walk away right now, I swear I will not retaliate!"

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