Queeny stood up and greeted Ella with a big hug.
“Finally, Queeny! I’m so glad to see you unhurt. I was so worried about you.”
She was still shivering with fright in Queeny arms.
Holding her, Queeny felt somewhat guilty.
She knew that Ella was just an innocent girl who had never experienced kidnapping in her life.
It was because of her that Ella had got into such trouble.
The guilty feeling building up, Queeny patted Ella on the shoulder and cooed, “There, there, all is fine now.”
Still sobbing, Ella lifted her head from Queeny’s shoulder.
Wiping her tears, she asked, “Queeny, what’s it all about?”
Queeny threw a chilly look at Ramon, who was standing at the door.
“Nothing. Don’t worry, you’ll be fine.”
Seeing that Queeny had been eyeing him with hostility, Ramon recognized that he was unwelcome here, so he shrugged and went out.
Queeny went over to shut the door.
Not until she was sure that their conversation would not be overheard did she return. Having scrutinized Ella carefully and made sure that she hadn’t suffered any injury or abuse, Queeny heaved a sigh of relief.
She took Ella’s hand, sat with her on the bed, and asked, “How are you? Did they make you suffer?”
Ella shook her head.
It could be told from her expressions that she had been traumatized.
But she struggled to put on a calm exterior so that Queeny wouldn’t feel anxious or guilty.
Her efforts only made Queeny all the more disturbed.
Ella said, “I’m all right. They just locked me away without abusing me, but they wouldn’t tell me anything about you. I was mad with worry.”
Seeing her crying like that, Queeny was filled with pity.
She rubbed Ella’s head to comfort her. “There, there, everything’s OK.”
She patted Ella on her back to ease her sobs.
Ella looked up at her with grave apprehension.
“Queeny, who are these people? Why did they get us here?”
Queeny frowned and thought for a second, then decided not to tell Ella the truth lest she be frightened.
She explained in a soft voice, “They’re from another party. They’ve got me here because of my private affairs. You’ve only been brought along incidentally, so they won’t hurt you. Don’t worry.”
Ella shook her head promptly.
“I’m not worrying about myself, but about you…”
Queeny smiled.
“No need to fret about me. Have you ever seen me taken advantage of?”
Ella couldn’t think of any such occasion.
She gave a relaxed laugh.
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