President’s Sweet Wife novel Chapter 729

They covered their nose and mouth.

Until the smell faded, the door was pushed open from the outside.

Hearing it, they quickly threw the wet cloth into a corner.

The dark room was lighted by a gleam of light. Slowly and stealthily, two figures were moving to the bed. Then they looked closely at the girls in the bed.

Natalia felt something sway in front of her with a faint breath.

Then she heard a man’s hoarse voice. “They passed out. Let’s look at them carefully!”

Then the footsteps sounded.

Judging from the jumble of footsteps, there was more than one person.

The bright light fell on Nancy and Natalia’s face. Natalia could almost feel the temperature of the lamp.

Quite the contrary, the light also struck a chill in her heart.

“Well, not bad. They are adorable,” said another strange man.

Sammy smiled nervously. “So the money……”

“At your price! Get them to the car outside.”

“Sure!”

Natalia felt like she was being picked up.

With the attendant feeling of weightlessness, she felt an intense sense of insecurity.

But whether she or Nancy, remained motionless, as agreed.

Her body rocked from side to side and she could feel herself being carried downstairs. Then the gate opened, letting in a rush of cold air.

She knew they were outside.

“Put them in the back of the tricycle.”

A man directed two other accomplices to put them on a tricycle with an iron roof.

Until her body touched the ground, she breathed a sigh of relief.

The tricycle’s door clanged shut. Then a noise sounded, as if someone had locked it from the outside.

Then everything went dark.

A muffled sound of voices floated up from outside.

They seemed to be negotiating some kind of deal.

After a while, they seemed to come to an arrangement, and they burst into peals of laughter.

Natalia felt a sudden movement in the front of the tricycle, probably because someone was sitting on it.

As the night got darker, the tricycle wobbled along the rocky mountain road.

After a long time, Natalia opened her eyes, cautiously and tentatively.

It was pitch dark inside the carriage.

Nancy, who was sitting next to her, also opened her eyes.

Instead of speaking, they clenched their hands to let each other know they were okay.

They sat on the hard, cold board on a bumpy ride along the mountain.

Neither of them dared to speak but looked at each other in dark.

They had no idea where they were going. But they were safer than being caught by those professional killers.

So instead of resisting, they let themselves be carried into the tricycle.

Ever since they came to the village, they had seen some backward features that were out of touch with modern society.

No electricity or communication facilities. Not even a decent piece of furniture or a proper transportation tool was seen.

They didn’t expect their first ride on an electric tricycle to be in such conditions.

Now they didn’t know how to react.