Renewal Of Love novel Chapter 51

"Anybody here?"

Anne called out nervously. Her racing heart calmed down a bit when no one responded at first. A couple of seconds later, however, a man's voice rang in her ears.

"Boss, she's awake!"

'Is that the kidnapper?' Anne gulped, her palms getting sweaty.

"Okay," another man replied with a grunt. "Take off her blindfold."

"Yes, sir!"

All of a sudden, her eyes were flooded with light. Squinting, she slowly opened her lids until her pupils grew accustomed to the sudden brightness. A man with a peaked cap was standing in front of her. With his head lowered and his face hidden in the shadows, it was difficult for her to see what he looked like.

Around him stood a group of men. They were all stocky, ugly men. What was more, they all had a scar right across their faces.

Despite this, they were dressed in black, formal suits, matched with newly polished leather shoes.

"Who are you? Why did you kidnap me?"

Facing the group of fierce men, Anne was not afraid. On the contrary, she was calmer than she was a little while back.

"Aren't you afraid?" the man with the cap asked bemusedly. In his entire lifetime, he had kidnapped so many women. This was the first time he had encountered someone who boldly spoke up after regaining consciousness.

There was no doubt in his mind now that she was indeed Kevin's woman, who had exceeded others in both bravery and wisdom.

Anne smiled. "Why should I be afraid?"

"Well... You got kidnapped. Can't you see that?"

Of course, she could feel the ties around her wrists and ankles wrapped around the arms and legs of the sturdy chair. Aside from the light hanging overhead, everything else was so dark and desolate. It was difficult to figure out where this place was or if they were still even in the city at all.

It was the kind of scene you would see happen in a TV show. Anne knew well that she had gotten into trouble.

Even so, there was not an ounce of fear in her heart.

"I know." Anne raised her head and looked around, almost arrogantly. "I just don't understand why you need to have so many people to kidnap one woman. It's such a waste of time, don't you think?"

"She has a point, boss. Two people can easily handle her. There's really no point for you to come and personally handle this, is there?"

The man standing next to her said to the man in the middle. "I mean, with all due respect, you said that the job was to render her disabled using a car. It just doesn't make sense why we still had to kidnap her, boss."

"Disabled?" Anne frowned as she looked at the man in front of her. However, the man kept his head down and low. "Someone asked you to hurt me?" she asked incredulously.

"That's right," one of the other men answered. "Eighty million dollars to cripple you, to be exact."

"Eighty million?" Anne chuckled. "I didn't expect that I would be so valuable! Then why haven't you crippled me yet?"

"Well..." One of the men scratched his head. "We don't understand either. Boss, what are your orders?"

At last, the man in the middle finally raised his head slowly. It was at that moment Anne saw his face clearly.

'Oh my god... Is this guy for real? How are there so many cuts on his face?' Despite thinking this, Anne maintained her calm demeanor.

"I'll give you some credit... You're the first woman to look at my face without any sort of reaction." There were scars scattered all across the man's face. Menacing as he looked, however, his eyes were bright and animated.

Deep inside, Anne was not as composed as she looked. Without a doubt, this man truly looked sinister and terrifying! Her intuition was telling her that this man was not an ordinary gangster.

Squaring her shoulders, she looked straight into his eyes. "Why would I react?" she asked after a while. "Do you think I'm scared of someone like you?"

"I did my homework on you, you know. You're pregnant, aren't you?" The way the man said these words were more like a statement rather than a question.

"So you didn't hurt me because you knew I was pregnant?" With a smile in her eyes, Anne looked at the man's face with a sly inquisitiveness. "Alan was the one who ordered you to hurt me, wasn't it? Now it all makes sense. When he hired you, I bet he didn't tell you that I was pregnant with Kevin's baby."

"Yes." With a deep breath, the man stood up and walked over to Anne, his step echoing into the darkness. Slowly, he bent down until his face was directly in front of hers. "He didn't tell me you were pregnant," he said, almost matter-of-factly, his breath grazing over her cheek.

"Well, at least you were smart enough to do a bit of investigation on your own."

Even though his wretched face was only a few centimeters away from her, Anne didn't blink nor flinch even once. With confidence, she looked directly into his eyes, and couldn't help but think that she had seen this person before.

Perhaps there was a stubbornness in his gaze that mirrored her own.

"Lucky for you, we would never dare to hurt Kevin's woman, especially a woman as smart as you." With a small smirk, the man stood straight up. Now that it was clear that this woman was not as ordinary as she looked, he felt that the situation had gotten a lot more interesting.

"If you weren't going to hurt me, what was the point of kidnapping me?" Anne asked.

Looking carefully at the woman in front of him, the man kept silent for a long time, his hands clasped behind him. Finally, he grinned and shrugged. "I want to know how much money Kevin is willing to spend to get you back."

"Ha-ha." Anne sneered, "How much do you think he will spend?"

"One hundred million. He just agreed to that amount, in fact."

The man turned around and sat back in his seat. With his legs crossed, he looked carefully at Anne. She was beautiful, with her big, beautiful eyes framed with delicately arched brows. 'Pity,' he thought. 'Kevin doesn't know how to appreciate this woman.'

It was said that Kevin's wife was a vicious woman, but she didn't look like one.

"He already knows that I'm here?" Anne's eyes widened in surprise before she looked away from the man's gaze. "Of course he'd pay that much. That's because I'm carrying his child. Nothing more, nothing less."

Undoubtedly, if Anne wasn't carrying his baby inside of her, there was a large chance he really wouldn't care about her at all.

"By the way," the man said casually. "I know you didn't push Ruth down the stairs."

"How?" Anne looked back at him again with shock.